There was something about her,
I needed to know.
I couldn't place it, it left me uneasy.
Someone like her doesn't come along.

In my fairytales of the princess and dragons,
In the mystic forests where magic resides.
Where prince charming rides a white stallion.
The story never ended where I wasn't my own.

In this story, I got the girl. Yet she made it feel...
She made it feel like she got me.
She turned my world around, yet she convinced me hers was mine,
And now hers was complete.

She made the outside fade, she made it seem as the world was masked.
Yet I felt as though I had become unveiled.
She gave me this feeling of relief.
Like I had just plunged my foot into cool sand at the seaside.
She made me feel as though I was Prince Charming.

I've lived within my fantasies a million times.
Writing a pretend story where I had super powers and a magical wand.
Yet in this story,
I'm the hero but she saved me.