I just wanted to be a princess.
They said it would never happen.
I knew it would never happen.
It was a stupid dream.
Yet... I think I’m still asleep.
For the dream is still there.
The hope is still in my heart.
Small as it is, I believe in it.
My prince is out there.
Or maybe I’ve already found him.
Not that he knows.
I could never tell him.
He would just laugh at me and call me stupid.
He doesn’t know of my dream.
He doesn’t know he’s a prince.
In fact, he isn’t a prince.
Just as I am no princess.
Maybe princes and princesses are only meant for fairytales.
I hope not.
Then he will never see me.
He will never realise I’m a princess.
His princess...
My prince.
Maybe I will tell him of my dream.
He doesn’t have to know he’s the prince.
He doesn’t have to know I’m the princess.
After all...
Boys aren’t meant to be princesses.
Boys are meant to be princes.
Saving damsels in distress.
Slaying dragons.
Falling in love with beautiful maidens.
But what if I’m the one who needs saving?
What will happen then?
I do need saving.
From this world of darkness.
I stumble around not knowing where I am.
I need a guiding light.
I need my prince.
I need him...
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I have a dream you know?
I am a prince.
And he is my princess.
Of course he doesn’t know it.
It is my secret.
That I think of him as my princess.
He would never approve.
He would laugh at me and call me names.
Names only he is aloud to call me.
Not that I let on that I like the names.
I find them endearing.
Annoying yet endearing.
It’s part of my secret.
He probably doesn’t even see me as a friend.
He has better friends.
Kinder friends.
I wish I was a better friend.
But I must protect the secret.
The secret which I keep locked up in my imaginary heart.
I wish I could tell him.
I wish he knew.
I mustn’t wish my life away.
Still...
Even if he doesn’t know...
Even if he never will.
I still love him.
But shhh.
It’s my secret.
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“Zexy... Do you believe in fairytales?”
“...No.”
“... Oh... I see.”
“...”
“Then... You wouldn’t want to be my prince?”
“Pardon?”
“Oh. Nothing. Bye Zexy.”
“But...”
“Bye.”
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I do want to be your prince.
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Goodbye hope.
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 petitlapinu · Tue Nov 13, 2007 @ 06:27am · 0 Comments |
