ive always loved reading
especially when its about prince charming saving damsel in distress
especially when its about how a kiss can turn a frog into a prince

id look in every pair of eyes id meet
in hopes one of them would sweep me off my feet
im convinced that my love story would be a fairytale land
im convinced that happy ever after exist

when my prince finally came
i did not even recognize him at first glance
i wasn't convinced he's the one who'll make it all come true

but this prince
made me realize that ideals exists in books
this prince
didn't sweep me off my feet but made his way into my heart

there was never a happy ever after for us
because my prince now only exists in my memory
its a wonderful thing to be in love
and then again
im glad to have a fairyrale with you

what if i kiss him and he stays a frog
if it turns out he was never a prince all along

he was like swallow
migrating to the passion land
hearing operas above the band
& feeling left out of the command

It's been a year I learned to live alone..
With this pain and responsibility..
Alone makes me a woman who is too strong..
Sometimes I feel like I don't need someone in my life..
But now I realize something..

Actually I don't want to leave a comfortable place..
But circumstances provide another way..

Like a Prince who went to find a Princess..
I went to look for that comfort..
Go far away to go back home..
I went to look for a new house..
A house that I can go to when I go home..
But the fact is I'm not a prince..
I'm just an ordinary woman who wants to wait for the king to arrive...

When he will arrive ???

Having you enthroned in my heart, My Prince!
I still look out in search of you.
But I see you nowhere within the expanse of my sight.
Why the one who is within is not without?
Are the tears that layered my eyes obstructing me from beholding you my love?
How much ever I let them roll out of my eyes,
they still well up resembling an ocean.
My face sodden with the weight of bursting tears
Lost its lustre, wearied of searching for you.
Listen O beloved! I need no eyes if they see not you.
Grant me eyes to see you within.
My perishing body if causing this distress to me,
Let it fall off this very moment into the arms of mother earth.
I have nothing to do with a body which hurdles me
On the path of my union with you.
There's no other day auspicious than this moment
To merge me in your heart,
I can wait no more my dear!

he called me prince
when he said he loved me
the day he started his game
of manipulation and fear

i never loved him
never even cared
but he kept pushing
the word prince scared me

but one day you came along
you were different
kind, funny, sweet
i started to fall for you

then we kissed
in the heat of the moment you whispered
"my prince"
into me

and the word took on a whole new meaning