Dear Peter Pan,
I've left my window open.
Please come rescue me.
Take me away to the magical island you call home, where I never have to grow up.
Where all my worries and fears will fade away. And where the only decisions I have to make are about what adventure I want that day.
Please Peter,
Teach me to fly and take me away. I believe! I will forever believe in what others think to be fiction, so come and sprinkle some pixie dust on me. Tell me to think happy thoughts and we'll be off, on our way to your home.
Please Peter,
Let me be the first lost girl in Neverland.
We can play together in the woods. I'm not scared of Captain Hook, we can run from him together.
Please Peter,
I don't want all this messy drama in reality.
I want to run away to a place where my imagination can run wild. Where I won't have a care in the world. A place that I can finally call my home.
Please Peter,
Come and save me from reality.
I don't want to feel alone anymore.
Please Peter,
I've left my window, please come rescue me!
Love Forever...
Lost Girl xx
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Let Me Sink!
General FictionPlease don't make me hold on any longer. I can't deal with the pain. It's all too much, I thought I could handle this but I'm not strong enough. So please...tie me up, drop the anchor and let me sink!
