My Dreams
by: Liane Schmidt
My dreams. I hold them close to my heart. Maybe even closer these days, when it feels like everything I ever knew is changing, when what I thought I could trust in my heart, I find am now uncertain of.
Love. We all want it. Though some may deny it. Some may throw themselves into their work, deeper, and deeper - it is all what we ultimately want more than anything in this world. And sometimes, it feels ever ellusive.
I want more than anything in this world, not to care sometimes, not to let my heart be taken by others - friends and a significant other - but sometimes, no matter what we do, it happens all the same.
Everybody tells me - it’s work. Everybody tells me, nobody’s perfect.
I believe in the dreams in my heart. No matter what anybody tells me, I do believe in fairytales. I believe they were written for a reason. I do believe in my prince charming. I will until the day I die.
People often give up on their dreams along the way. They listen to what other people tell them because they are too afraid to trust in their dreams. I am not. In my heart, I believe everything I dream of for myself will and is coming true. Maybe at times it feels painful, harder than anything I’ve ever endured before…but I know in my heart it is ALL worth it, because I AM worth it. I am worth the beauty of my dreams. I am worth the beauty in my heart. You are all worth this. I believe in the beauty of all your dreams.
Never give up hope. Never give up your dreams.
“Hope to the end.” (New Testament)
