(fanfic in Harry’s POV)
Sometimes I dream about going to Canada and starting new but then I remember I don’t even have the money to go to goa.
Sometimes I dream about going somewhere far away where no one knows me and marry a pie shop owner.
Sometimes I dream about going somewhere far far away where things aren’t so chaotic.
Sometimes my parents are too much to handle and I wish I had the money to just book tickets and explore the world. (it doesn’t mean I don’t love them)
Sometimes I wish I had someone to run away with.
rachana rajan <3 