I wanted it to be real. You don’t know how bad I wanted it to be real.
The guy was there. His face just inches from mine. He bent down to kiss me and I knew I was dreaming. Sure enough everything slowly faded away. I was sitting in my own darkness. I woke up in my room, just like I went to bed last night. ALONE.
I sat there hoping a knight in shining armor would come and sweep me out of my bed. But guess what? That wasn’t going to happen. That was far from happening. You want to know why? Oh, I’ll tell you why. It’s because I don’t live in a fairy tale. I don’t even live in L.A.
I live in a dreary town in Iowa. The chances of a prince or even a regular guy, was slim to none.
What was I thinking lately? Why did I keep thinking that my true love would find me? This was weird. Or maybe, just maybe, he was coming (whoever he was). All the signs were there.
Ughh, what was I thinking. No one is coming.
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