Love is magical, but magic is fiction. The princess lies sick in bed and awaits her fairytale. Prince Charming cannot measure, he is extremely overrated in Far Far Away Land. Her diary longs for an imperfect mans imprint between the pages. All she needs is a writer.
For a picked rose dies without care. It travels where its caregiver drags it. It dries out, hardens without a care to look beautiful. But ‘tis better than a planted rose. Soon, weather can weaken its defense and critters can scar its appearance. Hang it upside down, let it suffer for only a while; rather a moment than a lifetime.
Caregiver, bring me back up again. As I have hardened for your love. I now stand firm forever more for you and only you. I no longer need life’s supplements for survival. Hold me in your hands and admire my once upon-upon-a-time beauty.



