As long as i keep on walking
Through the fog of my feelings,
You do not need to love me.
I can’t figure out,
Every princess deserves a prince, as per tale...
I do not have horses and castles,
Not even sparkling swords to defend green Lands;
I look cute in “blue” though!
Let yourself go.
Let’ s chase what our lips and our clothes,
Have predicted, Knotted together upon that chair.
I am there,