I had trouble understanding who you were.
I've been distracted by the way you smile every time you look at me
and the way your hands would slide up and down my body whenever our kisses got intense.
I wanted to crawl into your skin to feel the brokenness that lied within or rip my way into your mind to see all the things you've kept inside,
but every time I tried,
the thorns guarding your heart wouldn't let me enter.
I started to bang on the door, screaming "Let me in!" "Let me in!" But there was nothing but an echo.
I looked down at my hands and saw the marks and bruises from my failed attempt.
You told me that you wanted me long before, so here I am.
I'm standing alone under the stars where you told me to meet you.
So tell me your highness,
where are you?