Fairy Tales

I used to sleep in my best dresses. I would always leave my window cracked. I wanted Peter to take me away. To show me a world with no worries. So young, but I wanted Peter to see me as Wendy. Beautiful yet stubborn. Adventurous yet cautious. I wanted him to fly to me in the middle of the night, to go do something beyond my wildest dreams.

Where was my fairy god-mother? I always wondered when she would appear. Give me a beautiful dress. Turn my cats into horses. Crab apples into a carriage. Dance the night away with a prince. Under the stars. In the rain. But not run away. Just stay. Stare into each others eyes and float into the clouds.

My adventures into the worlds always made me hope I'd get lost. That the wind would show me a way to a little cottage and seven little men would come in, of all emotions, and welcome me to their home. They'd keep me safe and try their hardest when I mistakenly take an apple from a little old lady to make my cheeks fill with color once more.

What if my hair was magical? It would grow and grow. I wouldn't mind living in a tower if a handsome thief came and stole my heart. He'd show me the world and fall in love. Change his ways. Do to extreme measures to keep me safe. And I'd do the same.

What if I kissed a frog and I turned into a frog? We'd go around, trying to figure out how to turn back but in the process fell in love without trying? Thinking that two opposites could love so fast. We would stay as frogs as long as we needed in order to stay together and that love would turn us into our selves once again.

Could he take me to a whole new world? Fly across the globe on a carpet, singing of what could be. Have him try to impress me when all he needs is to be himself. We could make the world a better place by spreading the love we have for each other.

I could fall in love with a beast but see the man that he is. His heart would shine. He'd give me a library, knowing my joy of reading and learning. I'd protect him from the terrible people that wanted nothing more than to destroy him. I'd keep him safe and let my love give him joy and turn him back to the man he once was.

I'd like to imagine life could be a fairy tale. Imagine myself within the walls of a castle, a magical land or endless woods. To have the love of my life sing to me. To watch a love blossom and give me hope that not all is lost. To have a gentleman to show me these lost boys know nothing about being a man because they never found a reason to grow up.