I was 13 when someone asked me what I wanted to be when I was older. I replied with simply - “rich”. I was 16 when someone asked me again what I wanted in the future and who I wanted to be. I know everyone expected me to say “rich” or I wanted to be a Doctor, Lawyer or Teacher, just like I once would have. But in the space of 3 years I had learned more and more about life, and who I wanted to be. I learned that some things cannot be taught in the classroom. It is in the heartbreak and healing that we learn the most. It is in the different cities and countries that we learn about different cultures and the world. It is in the late nights with friends sitting on the porch eating cold pizza, that we learn life isn’t always bad. It’s in the feeling we get when we are about to board the plane to go to another country, that we learn happiness is not just a boy calling you back after ignoring you for days, but in the beauty of the world. I had learned in the space of 3 years that life can be kind, cruel but also beautiful. I had learned that travelling to places outside the silly and boring town that I lived in can be refreshing for the soul. So, ask me again what I want to be when I’m older and I will tell you that I want to be a lover of the world, and not a lover of money.
The little smile Lexa gives right before she says "I hope so" to Clarke is the most heartbreaking thing I've ever seen. She's trying so hard to remain strong. Of course once Clarke kisses her it becomes too much and the surprise, disbelief and bittersweet happiness just overwhelm her. It's so so sad I can't. I think she can't believe the woman she loves finally kissed her