I want you to be my princess
God willing I will be your prince
I need you to kiss me in the moonlight
I don't think you could make me happier
Than you already do


I knew my words were cliche
But how else was I supposed to say
That she made my heart burst with love
Love that could not be quelled
That begged to burst forth
But was kept inside
Because of the guardedness of my heart
Because of memories of the pain
That sprung from saying it last time