September 23, 2009
I hate the fact that when I open my eyes, he's not there.
I hate when I wake up, I know we're not together.

My heart breaks when I see his favorite food and think of him.
My heart aches, when I know I'm loved by friends, even though it won't be complete.

The fact of the matter is, that he is a prince, and I am a peasant girl.
I need my fairygodmother to come along and give me my happily ever after.

Being the peasant I am, I know that I can't have his royalty.
His heart has been swept away by a princess destined for other greatness and royalty, not his.

I can't stand by watching his heart be ripped out and crushed like a tomato.
I can't stand the fact, that I am alone.

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