Fairytales told me;
That a prince would sweep me off my feet,
But I wasn’t one to stay in a place,
So, I must’ve missed him.
That true love’s first kiss would wake me from poisoned sleep,
But I never took food from strangers,
nor did my mother let me sleep past 7am,
So, I missed that too.
I could’ve been rescued from a tower by a prince,
who would scale my golden hair,
But I lived in fenced houses,
If only I’d met a frog, I could have broken a prince’s spell with my kiss,
But where I come from, a bird chirping at night is a witch.
What would a frog be?
Fairytales told me that love happens with horses & carriages;
Royal balls and crowns.
But mine happened softly,
Like the silent dawn of morning.
So, I almost missed you, my prince.
You swept my fears, Awakened my desires,
Scaled my walls and put a spell on me.
Now, every day with you is happily ever after.
You are my fairytale.

