But The Absence Of Him Is Everywhere

True Love Was Forever Lost. The Prince Was Never Coming Back To Kiss Me Awake From My Enchanted Sleep. I Was Not A Princess, After All. So What Was The Fairy-tale Protocol For Other Kisses? The Mundane Kind That Didn't Break Any Spells? Maybe It Would Be Easy - Like Holding His Hand Or Having His Arms Around Me. Maybe It Would Feel Nice. Maybe It Wouldn't Fell Like A Betrayal. Besides, Who Was I Betraying, Anyway? Just Myself.

"you Are The Noblest, Purest Creature I've Ever Met. The Universe Will Be A Darker Place Without You," He Whispered.

You're My Life Now And I Will Do Anything To Protect You.

It's Not The Face, But The Expressions On It. It's Not The Voice, But What You Say. It's Not How You Look In That Body, But The Thing You Do With It. You Are Beautiful.

I Want To Stay With You." It Was Easier To Say In The Darkness, Knowing As I Spoke My Voice Would Betray Me, My Hopeless Addiction To Him.