I'm just a quiet college student that needs someone to hear my thoughts. Writing is my release.. without this everything I have to say would otherwise go unheard.
Friday, May 13, 2011
My Own Fairytale
Every little girl dreams of her own fairytale. She grows up with images of a special Prince Charming that will someday sweep her off of her feet and turn her into a Princess of his own. He will make sure that she has everything she ever wanted and will make certain that no harm ever comes her way. He'll become the rock in her life. Give her stability and strength, along with some weight to keep her from floating too high above the clouds. He will want to be her best friend and will want to know everything about her. Her every thought, dream, and wish. He'll be able to close his eyes and see visions of her dancing in his mind. There is nothing this Prince wouldn't do for his Princess. And it's the vision of this Prince that keeps every little girl pushing forward. Through every broken heart and every boy that tells her she isn't good enough, she remembers that her Prince is out there somewhere. She tells herself that someday he'll waltz into her life and after he does, life as she knows will never be the same. And after 22 years of scrubbing cinder covered fire places in ripped and ugly rags, this little girl has found her Prince. You are my Prince and there is no doubt in my mind that you have come to sweep me off my feet. You give me everything I've ever wanted and more. You protect me from harm and make me feel safe in a world that is much too dangerous for a small girl like me to venture out in alone. You are the rock that holds me together. You give me strength when I feel as if I have nothing left to keep pushing forward. You help me believe in myself and give hope to the dreams that I hold so dear to my heart. You keep me grounded, make me realize which ideas are possible and which are only mere thoughts, floating thousands of feet from reach. You give me something to hold onto when everything else slips from my fingers. You believe in my dreams and never want me to settle for something less than I'm capable of. You have become my best friend in every way, shape, and form. Every day we learn more about each other, and every day I fall a little more in love with you. From that crooked little smile that tells me you're lying to the way you say "ok Princess" when I request something a little too extreme, I love every part of you. And slowly, I'm beginning to see these little parts in you becoming little parts in me. We're growing together, forming a foundation that will make forever last. A foundation that can't be tore apart. I want to build on this foundation. To build a house, a home, filled with our love. I want to build years upon years on this foundation so that someday when we decide to look back, we'll be looking back at 60 years of happiness. I want to make the world jealous with our love, because something this strong and real is so hard to find. And to think that this is all possible because of you. You, one simply boy, makes our love possible. Because of you I have faith in my future. Because of you I know that I will always have someone to support me. Because of you I am living every little girls dream. I wake up every morning in my own fairytale, and just like every other 'too good to be true' story, we'll live happily ever after..
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