What I believed.

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I used to believe, that one day I would become a princess myself, the one always portrayed in films and stories. 

I used to believe in the stories my Grandfather would tell me. 

I used to believe in the fairy tales, even though that's all they really were. 


So creative was a mind like hers, one from which I've grown. 

She was simply a piece of me lost to time. 

The real me.


The happy little girl, 

Who's favorite time of day was whenever the sun shone above her head. 

Who's favorite meal consisted of the childish dinosaur chicken nuggets and chocolate milk. 

Who's favorite stories were of those who'd touched the stars with the tips of their fingers. 


The little girl who knew nothing more than what she was told, 

The one who loved to learn more than anything else. 

To write, to draw, to sing and dance, to experiment. 

A little girl with strawberry blonde hair and bright blue eyes paired with a shimmering smile, swept away by the arms of an angel. 


She's been replaced by nothing more than a teenager with a heart shattered into a thousand pieces.

The strawberry blonde hair stayed, but her smile faded, and her eyes lost their sparkle. 

A shell, an eggshell at that. 

Fragile glass. 

So to keep the heart within safe, she locked all that was good inside and built walls. 


Perhaps she did become a princess, but not in the way she had always imagined. 

She built her own walls, but never-the-less there were flaws. 

She couldn't help but let some of the good in her heart spread,

She was still kind, and loving, 

But in her mind, difficult to love. 


I used to believe, in the fairy tales. 

Then, I believed in the sadness and distress in the world. 

Now, I believe in you. 


That's right. 


I believe in you. 


Not for anyone but us. 

I truly do. 


Not just because I love you, but because you're teaching me how to love myself too. 

Your smile, your eyes. 

The way you laugh, and joke. 

Your care and love. 

The endless list of what makes me believe. 


I believed.

And then didn't.

But now, 

I believe in you and me.


I love you.


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