I'm Chelsea, relocated from Southern Cali to Oregon.
I cannot control, what I contain.
I wanted to give you the world.
Spoil you rotten.
I used to think that you would be everything.
Enough for me to stop.
I thought it was perfect, and that you possibly liked me.
I built you up inside my mind.
Created this fantasy.
I had to tell you.
This fixation had to end.
I did, half hoping it was true.
But alas, as always declined.
Scrambling now, I made a fool of myself.
In front of you.
The price of freedom.
You see, I no longer dream of you.
I know that there will be no us.
There is no want anymore.
California was a dream and you my reason to go back.
I’m gonna go prance around 1000s of tulips! I fucking love tulips!!