He's not Prince Charming
And I'm not Sleeping Beauty
But between us is a bond that every prince and princess would be jealous of.
He knows me like the palm of his hand
Yet he is still a mystery to me
He gets when I'm joking
And I understand his wacky humor
I understand his accent
And he understands my messed up words
He's my protector and I try to protect him
He's my world and I'm just a speck of dust
Forgive me if I got Us wrong
But I'm sure that in time we will be
What everyone wants
But only few can have.
If ever we part
I will not fear
For if it's meant to be
You will find me
And I will find you
And once again
We will reign not as a king and queen
But as Us.
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Dear Someone
PoetryJust some thoughts of a lost girl. Just gonna put this out there but my very first poem is very dark and very scary. I, in no way, shape or form encourage anorexia and self harming. A lot of my poems come from the bad times I've been going through...
