In L O V E with the I D E A of [L o v e*] ♥

I'm independent, but I dream of l o v e.
Holding hands, laughing hard.
I'm in love with the i d e a of l o v e.
The idea of you.
The idea of me.
The idea of what we could be.
I get so wrapped up in the idea of love, that I wouldn't recognize it, in it's true form.
Idea's are not reality. Fabricated fantasies.
l o v e .