Another boy asked me out today, another boy walked away disappointed. It is the same old routine, “I am flattered, but I think we should remain friends.” How I long for the day when I won’t just sound like a parrot reciting an overused phrase.

I live by the motto: “You are never too old to be a princess.” Why is it that I believe in fairytales? It is simple, because I know that my Prince Charming is out there…and he sure looks a lot like you.

Why, out of all the six-packed hotties, do I want you? You are not the strongest of them all, and not that popular. The answer is simple; you don’t care what other people think. There is this confidence about you that is refreshing.

What are you waiting for? I am sitting in the castle waiting for you to come riding in on your white horse; a knight in shining armor. Come to me, for I am waiting…