My mind is unsure whether it is the true mother of its thoughts or merely their surrogate?

You nearly killed me with the lightning bolts you fired from your eyes.

~
in limbo, paralyzed by inaction
and unsure of how to move forward
moodier and more menacing than ever before
a delicate state of mind is explored
all about seeing the beauty
in the darkness of futility
digging wells and all to happy
to throw us all down there
as images painted on an ancient vase, exploring
what it means to be frozen
in a moment of time for all eternity
~

my first love was
in the right place at the wrong time
my second love was
in the right time at the wrong place
and you
my last love
i may not have met you yet
but you're still in my prayers

I spy with my little eye
Your hands intertwine
With another and your favorite tie

ive always loved reading
especially when its about prince charming saving damsel in distress
especially when its about how a kiss can turn a frog into a prince

id look in every pair of eyes id meet
in hopes one of them would sweep me off my feet
im convinced that my love story would be a fairytale land
im convinced that happy ever after exist

when my prince finally came
i did not even recognize him at first glance
i wasn't convinced he's the one who'll make it all come true

but this prince
made me realize that ideals exists in books
this prince
didn't sweep me off my feet but made his way into my heart

there was never a happy ever after for us
because my prince now only exists in my memory
its a wonderful thing to be in love
and then again
im glad to have a fairyrale with you