Love is incredible, love is thrilling
and inspiring but rare, and many of us are fooled by a temporary attraction as a life
time of commitment and true love. You remember when we were sixteen how
everything seemed so lovely, every color was beautiful and that heart pumping
wait for perfect prince Charming from fairy tales.
Well, I personally always had a
thing for prince Charming, Cinderella’s prince Charming. Am not sure if that’s
the most romantic story in the whole classic collection but the fact that
always connected me the most was that it kinda felt real even though magical.
It was the story which always made me believe in magic still existing in the
real world, probably in various forms. For me my mother has always been my
fairy God Mother, but since my sweet sixteen I always wanted that savior to sweep me
away from the terrible hardship that I had to deal with jus’ like Cinderella.
Although unlike her, I didn’t have a step-mom then but my own biological father
was worse than that. Lucky for me, my fairy God Mother always had my back, and
she has this incredible magic to keep me hopeful for the future.
Every sixteen years old girl
needs her Price Charming and keeps waiting for him to come on that bright white
horse wearing that shinny armor and dressed up in his royal suit. But a girl
won’t care if her prince arrives in ruptured jeans if he is the real deal, if he is a friend, a person
to rely on, a strength in weakest movement, someone to trust blindly, a shoulder
always to cry on, a hand to hold but above all someone who can love her the
most in the world. A person who’s pained seeing her in pain, who can do
anything to keep her happy and smiling, the one who protects her from the evil
world. One who brings that true love and faith in love in her life and becomes
the best friend she needs.
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