A childish Dream!

Bouncy, blond curls, a beautiful blue gown, and a pair of mama's old slippers to wear. Dancing on your father's feet and midnight is your curfew or your carriage turns into a pumpkin. Childish, girly dreams long pass by and now you sit in front of the TV drooling over Mathew McConaughey. Jealous of how lucky Kate Hudson was to kiss him or swoon over the romantic things he did to win her back. Girls all over the place dream of being wooed by some handsome prince. Sometimes we look in the wrong place because we want to be loved so much. I have been listening to my family's romantic problems lately and I wonder if love truly exists. On one hand I see people who are completely in love and then I see people moving from person to person avoiding themselves plus eventual loneliness.Its sad and I try to understand people like my mother who have to have someone even if he treats her like crap. Some of the significant others people choose be it man or woman are not the princes and princesses that we dreamed of when we were little. Imagination is an amazing thing but have we created so much that we no longer no what reality is anymore. Is a soul mate merely a legend like the Easter Bunny or Santa? I'm not sure love exists. Maybe its just another fairy tale that we fantasize about when we are children but then there are those lucky few that you see staring longingly into each other's eyes even after years that make you think there is something like love or that feeling that holds you loyal to your family. I'm not sure but I have been thinking about it a lot lately. Anyways later poppets!