I just met my Prince Charming. He walked towards me until he's an inch closer that I can hear him breathing.
He kissed my lips...
but not in a romantic way.
I thought it was going to be subtle and sweet. I thought it will be the same as what I've seen in the movies when I was a kid.
Unlike the fairy and the animals who helped in dressing up Cinderella, my Prince Charming helped me undress. I wore my best outfit to impress him but he chose to tear it down. Stripped, as he wanted to see me bare.
He ran his fingers on my skin. He touched me in different parts that I didn't even want. He held me too tight that makes it harder to breathe.
My Prince left me on the curbside, naked. He went away quickly that he did not even bother to say goodbye.