6 November 2012
I was nine at the time, When I wondered: How would love come by? And so at night I sat by my windowsill, In a dreamy mood so ever still. I imagined a prince with blond hair and blue eyes, Galloping toward me on a white horse through time. He stopped at my castle and bowed down, Saying: "Dear Princess I shall take you to my town". He rescued me and we galloped away, And soon we arrived the next day. The bells rang out their lovely chimes, We got married and had the happiest time of our lives.
If only love was this easy, The love dilemmas are making me so quesy. Unfortunately all the princes have somehow lost their horses, And instead of happy endings there is a load of divorces!
Understanding Love At 9? • Opuss № I