As I look across the large arena, which awaits the screams thousands of teenage girls as they enter, I see you. 

Standing on stage, with your hair perfect. Your clothes perfect. Your voice - perfect.

I have dreamed so many times, that I would be here, right now, in this position.

A short walk away from You.

I would get to see you face to face. I would get to look you in the eyes.

I have dreamt for so long, for this day to happen.

Now, here it is. I am standing there, waiting for the right time to be in your presence.

My heart is racing faster than it ever has before. Skipping beats.

I am nervous and my face shows it.

I do not want to disappoint you or myself.

I decided that now was the time to leave the place where I stood admiring your perfectness.

I get closer and closer to you and my heart beats even faster.

Each step the louder and faster my heart races.

I am standing at the bottom of the stage, then, you look at me.

This moment is magical. I feel like I am in a dream, not real life.

You reach your hand out with a smile on your face.

I stand frozen, not knowing what to do, so I chose to hold out my hand, too.

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Oh that smile, those dimples. I feel as if I could melt right now, with your hand locked in mine.

You pull me up on stage, and say “Hi” with the cutest smirk, in that lovely British accent that is to die for.

I barely can speak but I seem mutter the words “Hi, this is a dream come true. Thank you.”

I cannot believe I just spoke to you. I feel like I did not speak in English…

I am worried that you did not understand me, but I realize you did because you smiled and said “It’s okay, you don’t have to be nervous.”

You just stare into my eyes with those beautiful green eyes of yours.

This moment, I could live in forever. I wish time would freeze.

How many other girls get the chance to stand inches away from you and get to stare into your eyes?

I feel as if I should not be this lucky, but I thank God I am.

I want to be with you forever. That is all I have ever wanted.

I want your last name. I want to see you grow. I want to see you with me.

Never did I think this moment could turn into anything else.

I would have liked to believe it could, but again, I’m just the girl that dreams every night for a miracle.

But remember, miracles happen.

This happened. 

We happened.