If Only...

if only...

me n who?

I’m sitting here, listening to Be My Baby by The Ronettes, completely lost in thoughts of him, my forever love. I want to write him love letters to this song, like even when we’re apart, we’re still so close because our love feels just like this melody. I want to bake his favorite cake—not because I love the flavor, but because I just want to see him smile. I want him to tie ribbons in my hair, not because he cares about the ribbons, but because he adores the way I light up when he does. I want a love that’s perfectly in sync, like slow dancing in the living room with his hand on my waist, our hearts moving together as one. <3

These are not my images BTW ^^

if she were a boy i would fall madly in love with her. 🎀

for now she's just my soulmate.

it was supposed to be lover girl summer...

what happened?

There’s something incredibly calming and lovely about when someone, particularly an older gentleman, sweetly adds “Miss” before my name. It feels so elegant and charming.

When he says things like, “Here you go, Miss Juliet,” or “Hello, little Miss Juliet,” it just warms my heart.

I’m completely in love with this little gesture.