Runaway

I think I finally met you yesterday. The man I've always searched for, the Prince Charming of my fairytales, my protector, my saviour, my hero...I found you. And it's ironic that I can't have you but then I don't know if I want you. It's crazy that you've strode in now, with that white horse and you're trying to save me but you don't know me. Yet its almost like you know me better than myself. It's best we never speak for you would cut through my bullshit and destroy me. But I know you would rebuild me perfectly into the person I hope to be. You're trusting me to become better but my dear prince, I don't even trust you. It's too much, too easy and too crazy to think about. But maybe, you could save me and set me free? With you, I didn't over think for a single moment. It was a beautiful silence in my mind. We laughed, we danced, we drank and forgot the barriers between us because you broke them down with your lyrical words of wisdom. That vision, it's clear to see. I guess you're less of a Prince and more of a King really. I can't join you and leave this castle, I'm sorry. Stuck in my ways and fear has stolen me of courage. I'll always be your princess, remember that when you find a worthy queen.

I think I could have loved you forever...

Runaway Princess.