When you look at me I feel...
Like the only girl in the world,
Like the loneliest girl in the world,
I feel indestructable, lovely, and kissable,
I also feel invisible.
When you say my name I feel...
Like the most beautiful girl in the world,
Like the plainest girl in the world,
I feel scared, tiny, and helpless.
I also feel jealous.
When you touch my arm I feel...
Like the most incredible girl in the world,
Like the normalest girl in the world,
I feel strong, impregnable, and daring,
I also feel beyond caring.
When I know that we can't be I wonder...
Where is my Prince Charming?
Where is my White Knight?
When do I get my story book ending?
When will it be alright?
E. Suzanne Durell
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