When I was a little girl...
I used to look up at the stars in Burbank, Ca. on my balcony and wish for my prince charming secretly. In the meantime I was beating up my fellow neighborhood boys. I grew up.
I had a family. I had my beautiful Elijah, my hard working Jr...
But somewhere along the line, I forgot about my fairy tale...
And when he finally showed up. It was too late. He darted into my heart within only seconds and exploded like a time bomb, shattering any inhibition I had left. Wanting more and more of him. I could feel him in my thoughts, breathe him in my sleep, and love him in my heart. But my heart's overflowed. One day...
I kissed him. I made love to him with my lips, oh his soft lips. My scrumptious cookie. I never wanted to leave my balcony again ... because he finally came on his white horse. He picked up those left over images of who I am and helped me put the puzzle of me back together again.
Then I saw my child ... my husband ... my life. I saw what I could have had.
Could have dreamed about ... if I only waited. Now I wait for closure.
Closure on my prince ... my heart. At first it was so full, I didn't know what to do.
Now It will shatter ... and maybe the pieces of me.
God, help me.
xoxo qui
12:42 a.m. - 2003-08-27
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