An Awakening Transition

Just some stuff that's been on my mind as my life has been going through some changes.

The clock keeps ticking and the moment is here

I wake up and finally realize how real you really were

and are

and always will be

You're beautiful and wise

and as wise as you are beautiful

as the traces of ink and word run rampant from your heart

to flow out onto the pages that few see,

but all who see can relate.

The loneliness was lonely,

but only when I was looking away from your face

to search for myths and legends and fairy tales

about a princess who was never mine, despite my princely status.

Who, then, is to say that a prince can't rebel

against the ideas and norms that

seek to keep him away from the commoner girl

who he's grown so fond of? 

Only the prince himself, 

as he remembers how human all humans are, 

and always were, and in the end, 

we're all just dust in the ground succeeded by 

the legacy that our life has caused.

Why would the prince choose a princess who's legacy he doesn't know,

over a beautiful commoner who's legacy he admires?

The heart cares not for politics anyway.

Even if I don't just throw the world away

for the sake of running away with you

to a world of just the two of us (a tempting thought),

that common girl can always become queen.

Mayhaps, she already is, as she could very well be

the queen of my heart...

Given time, we will see,

but at least for me,

hope might be, again,

a very real thing.

Author's Note

When I wrote "the heart cares not for politics anyway," I laughed for a solid minute or two before I could continue writing. I don't know why its so damn funny, but it is.

Reviews

[Deandra Dawn]

I definitely smiled with this one. Nicely done, my friend, nicely done.

[Wabbajack]

Thank you :)