And it was then I realized fairytales didn't exist. Because you were my Prince Charming, and then you left. Like breath on a mirror you faded as quick as you came. Never again would I trust someone like I trusted you. You were complicated like a puzzle, I never knew quite what to say or do to make you happy, but I tried. I tried so hard it hurt me. The little things I did to ensure your happiness were intricate. I spent 10 minutes thinking of what to say when you were sad, I called you when you were lonely, and I was there for you when no one else was. Now I'm just another person to you, and that's all I'll ever be. There's nothing left to do except wish you were mine again, and to want your lips on mine one last time...
