Prince Charming

it's not really traditional poetry but whatever

I constantly find myself laughing at the fact that I used to think I'd find my Prince Charming. One guy would come along and he'd be slightly more charming than the last and I'd fall head over heals at the idea that someone could love me for who I was. Slowly I'd realize that it was only an idea, but it'd be too late by then. By then, I would be so attached to this guy that it didn't matter how poorly he treated me, I'd always end up crying thinking I did something wrong. I was intoxicated by the idea of whom this boy would be and how I could change him. My childish fantasies were influenced by the pop culture of todays society. All the movies depicting the nerdy girl who turns the player into a dream boyfriend. It's all bullshit but teenage girls are high on it. High on the idea that someone out there actually loves them for them and for who they are. They believe their Prince Charming is waiting for them. Trust me, I used to believe all of it, but my hearts been broken too many times. I'm done waiting and I'm done giving my all to people who don't care. It's all very sad and awful and it leaves me feeling numb. No one ever falls for a guy for who they are. We fall for guys based solely on the fantasy of who they are and who we could be together. So if you really want to find the perfect guy, go to sleep. Prince Charming only exists in dreams.