What is romance?
Is it like a dance?
Moving and swinging
Swaying and spinning
To the melody of the song
Our movements so strong
We move as one
Until the song is done
We may change our partner
Or end up alone in the corner
Or continue moving
Ourselves blooming
To this dance we do
Something for me and you

I talked to a stranger
It was a gross conversation
But nevertheless fun
Talked about lewd things
Ended up with learning new stuff
I'd keep in mind
That green conversation we had
Could it be useful
For other stuff

I talk to myself.
Always in the bathroom
  to my reflection in the mirror.
Sometimes even laughing,
  sometimes even crying.
I don't think it's weird.
I'm sure there are others like me
    Or maybe not?

We like the opposite of the other
We fight over little things
We love the craziest and strangest of things
We never were for the norm
We both say we hate each other
But we still love each other anyway

You looked like Prince Charming
I didn't know what was coming
Letters were sent out to the whole town
Written was an invitation to a ball in the castle
Th brat sisters taunted
The stepmother always evil
Fairy godmother came
And made me beautiful
I danced with the prince
Leaving him hanging by twelve
Left a shoe for a clue
And he searched the whole town
Later found out
I was the one
I saw the prince
Apparently he wasn't the one
I danced with someone else
It was a butler
How'd I end up with him
I have no idea
But for him to be the prince I thought
I declined the real prince's offer
And went for the butler
The prince was sad
I suggested he look at my sisters
For they were desperate
Mother was glad the prince came
But the prince has taken no interest to each of them
The prince kept searching for a wife
Sister's still desperate
Mother just as evil
and I lived happily ever after just fine with my own prince

I met you on one Spring day
The world started blooming that day
The winter coldness passed
The ice of my heart started melting
You were the one to replace
The one in my heart's case
Your hand branched out to me
And I held on to it
Days passed
Spring's come to last
Summer's coming
And so our story meets a new chapter