by now, you should have recognized my architecture and seen it's outer and inner beauty. you should have been the prince, wielding a heavy sword ready to fight my inner demons as you have always done for me.
by now, it should be someone like you examining and taking care of me. i am decomposing, unraveling myself from my roots that keep me safe, with no signal of any kind. you may never arrive to that point, so if you do, i hope my inner demons are strong enough. if you are willing to battle them even after all this time, even if you lose to them, this will mean it was worth it.
by now, you should have battled them and even been willing to give your life to save me. i hope you realize my inner demons is because you tend to focus strictly on your own in private. i hope you realize that true love's first kiss is embedded into my memory as if you gave me a lobotomy.
by now, in reference to prince guide books, you should have saved me, but instead, i am carrying a burden instead of a bouquet of roses for me to hand off to you. you left me an empty shell of the house i once was, covered in webs, dust, and a mess you left me to clean up after.