These Dreams of Mine

 These dreams I have been having are getting too realistic and vivid. Last night my dream was of marriage. I wore the white-sleeved lace dress, hair pulled back into a curled updo. I was ready to run down that aisle, even with not knowing who the groom was. But sadly the groom interrupted my descent down the aisle. He stood behind me, and I recognized the voice. It was him, an old flame I had previously dated once. He told me we couldn't get married because I hadn't seen this man in at least 4 months. I guess that made sense, but I didn't want to disappoint, or face my family within the church. So instead I ran, I ran out of the church, the wedding left behind. 

Another dream of mine I had was me and a famous actor (Sebastian Stan). These dreams all have one common theme. Romance, love, acceptance. Sebastian was sweet and told me he would protect me, he understood that the world was full of wolves. 

Overall that's what I want. Not the wedding, not just yet. But a man who can protect me, a man who is accepting and kind. A man who knows himself. I smile because I know the man I want. I've accepted the waiting, or more of the fact, that if I go search for it, it may not come. It's easy to get lost in the wants.