She was a princess
A real one of course
Even though she hasn't got no dresses or jewelry, but she is still one. A real princess.
Even without a prince, but she is still one. A real princess.
Even without knights, castles, horses, carriages or magic. She is still a princess, a real princess.
But what if she does?
Even with all those things in her hands, she's still one. A princess, a real princess.
But even so, she is still out here. Trying to find the true secrets of life. Which aren't dresses, heels, nor is it diamond rings.
- a bit poetry-like
Writer ~ Rithvik Singh
For my mother ,
My heart is a flower at your feet .
Thank you for being the only person who always loves me , even at my worst [ Page No. 3 ]
This book will make you feel too many things , all at once just like life does sometimes . [ Page No. 4 ]
Dear reader ,
I love you . and I hope you love yourself enough to leave anyone who breaks your heart . Your heart was mean to be worshiped , not turned into a war zone .
I hope this book feels like a warm hug to you . I wrote this book for the ones who feel everything too deeply .
You're right i wrote this book for you . 💓
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