i want to be that girl, with silver dusted eyes, who leaves stars in her wake,

who warms a heart with a touch of her fingers, or the breath of love spoken.

i want to be that girl who falls in love with you, knowing you’re the one right choice she’s made,

who fits you so perfectly, kisses are merely a daily exchange of souls.

i want to be that girl who waits until marriage for the union of souls, and bodies, and finds him who believes in it too.

a girl who forges her own path, no fear, but no arrogance either.

a girl who doesnt care if she doesnt fit in, but more importantly cares about her dignity.

a girl who loves wholeheartedly, and gives more than anyone she knows. a girl who’s independent, yet knows her place,

a girl who matters, to the people that matter.

i would like to be that girl, and i would like to know you, but unfortunately, we think that they both can’t come true.

-Riane Brittany Francisco, MY FRIEND.

 

My dear Riane,

I’ve always known you were different.

I’ve always known you to be the girl with the biggest dreams.

And yet, as I read your entry(the bloody looooong one. HAHA),

My heart swelled.

It was so heartfelt, it made me question what I wanted in life as well.

I can’t say I know how you feel.

Because I don’t.

But one thing’s for sure…

If you’re gonna dissolve “into this grumbling moody mess of an undergraduate”,

Then let’s dissolve together.

But let’s pick each other up after that as well.

If you ever feel like you’re about to give up,

Then let our hopes falter together.

But let’s pick each other up after that.

2 more years….

Let’s suck it up. TOGETHER.

But I can already see it.

___ years to come….

Spring break. Me visiting you.

In Hawaii.

But let me warn you first,

If you ever force me to wear a flower necklace or  a grass skirt,

I will slap you until you’re unconscious.