2:15am
I've been a pumpkin
for over two hours
when I was a princess
he loved me
he thought I was
something else
someone 'important'.
Now that he knows
I fear he shall never come
for my slipper was glass
and like my heart
may easily break.
What if he doesn't care?
I fear I shall die!
For I am only a pumpkin
a common
ordinary child of man.
No princess
but still I sit
2:30am,
waiting for price charming.

05/19/2001

Author's Note: This was written 5/19/01, my freshman year about a guy who I had a huge crush on. And the funniest part was just as I finished writing it he knocked on my door..........

Posted on 09/06/2003
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