Thoughts of uncertainty seep into my head.
My heart and my head at war,
the rationality and logic that keep me so alone
battles all the hopes and dreams my heart has secretly carried.
For the briefest of moments I felt happy
when you handed me a flower and said "m'lady"
with your sweet smile I became intoxicated,
I never sobered up that day.
I allowed myself the thought that it was happening
I was getting the kind of fairy tale romance every girl deserves
but the knight in shining armor of that story
couldn't fight the demons of my jaded heart.



