Sunday, July 27, 2008

Romantic



Hopeless Romantic
People tell me I am hopeless
I want the whole cookie
Not just a crumb

I want the moon
To swallow whole

I want the perfect rose
To match the perfect days

I want the final dance
And not to be in the corner

I want to be chased after
And found, than kissed

I want to be rescued
From the evil prince

I want the whole fairy tale
I want to live happily ever after

Hopeless. . .
Hopeful
My prince is out there somewhere

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