Lets Keep it Real.
lately, childhood fantasies have been clouding my mind. those happily ever afters and perfect glass slippers. but i feel that i should leave them behind. ever since i was young, ive wanted the storybook ending with my perfect prince charming. but i realize now, i dont need mr.prince charming. that guy in armor can ride off into the sunset with his noble stead. while he rides away with another fair maiden, ill be wavin’. ill be standing there with no prince charming but the good guy. now i know this story has just turned from fairytale to comic in about 2 seconds flat. but either way that is that. every now and then the fantasy may seduce me into a dream like state but in the end, i just hope to get the good guy. i dont need the jerks or jocks or nerds with high socks. the 12 o’ clock midnight no longer applies. reality kicks in and the time still ticks by. maybe i should stop trying to rhyme all the time… lets keep it real. the jerk behind the school putting a kid in a headlock can go home before i go and tell him to fuck off. ill be keeping my eye on that one sweet guy. the one who makes me laugh so hard i cry. not the one thats so thick in the head. but the one that calls before i go to bed. not the one that keeps making me cry puddles but the one that would rather cuddle. not the one who will watch and stand but the one that joins in and holds my hand. the good guy. the right guy.
