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sometimes i think spend a lot of time thinking about my boyfriend. i wonder why? why is he on my mind so much? i guess when you find love that you never thought would happen for you, it's hard to take your mind of it. someone who is patient, willing to be there for you, willing to hold you close when things get hard, someone who makes you feel like you're the only girl in the world. my brain feels like sometimes it's colored a beautiful pastel pink. and i exist in that world and all there's around me is love. pure, kind, caring. the kind he gives me. it's interesting how i never really thought how writers get inspired. i though you get the great idea and you run with that. that might be true but the more i write, the more i realize that my writing stems from love. i didnt start writing because i wanted something from the universe, i started writing because the universe gave me love i dint even think existed. i guess i write because while there's such a scattered idea of love in the world, i want to communicate that the kind of love you earn for, the love you deserve, the love you desire exits. its there. and one day, you wont realize how you got so lucky.