Fairytale

You once said I wasn't lucky to have you because God loved me and gave me you.....or something along those lines. I didn't believe you until my life began resembling that of a sappy romance novel---only difference was i was living it. 

I remember thinking how awfully amazing it would be to have my own devoted Mr. Darcy, or Edward Cullen ( can't believe I used those two in the same sentence), or my own Jonathan Harker that wistfully gave soul and even a very slight flutter of butterflies. I thought things like that didn't happen to people like me. 

I dreamed that one day a strapping prince would sweep me off my feet, however society and experience had shown me that fairytale romance was something to be kept in stories, but upon meeting you i was blown out of those pages and into a fairytale of my own.

Now I find myself looking for my dusty glass slippers that are now hidden in a trunk along with my magic mirror, poison apple, yellowing princess gowns, and pressed flowers all covered in a layer of sparkle dust. 

I was never one for cliches you are my soul mate, you are my prince charming, you give me butterflies, and when we kiss fireworks go off and all that sappy stuff its all mine and i find you worth the waiting. I thought I couldn't wait for midnight or the spell to be broken but i have and now i am no longer trapped by the snares in an old rotting castle of dreams. 

Stuck in Maybe

Never thought i would be the one to say, perhaps there is such a thing as soul mates. Maybe there is and i was silly not to believe in them. Maybe the universe did design and sculpt you to be exactly what i needed. Maybe, we knew each other back in another life. Maybe God has something bigger for us that we can only accomplish together. Maybe i have said too many maybes and maybe all of it is true.