Longing for Fairy Tales to Come True

I spent the first fifteen years of my life wondering why the world didn’t make sense. So, I wished for fairy tales.

Surely everyone was mistaken. Adults, teachers, and story books—maybe they’re all wrong. Maybe fairy tales do exist. Oh, I wanted it be true.

Looking back, a state of emergency should have been declared on my young soul.

I wrestled with the daunting thought that true love and goodness would never make an appearance except in my dreams. Every fiber in me wanted to believe that one day they would show up and show up big.

But circumstances continued to relay contrary and sobering thoughts. It’s all a myth. 

When good memories tear away like pieces plucked from your heart, you’re apprehensive.

I could not open myself up to be let down any longer. So, I constructed towering walls to protect my heart and affections. A fortress no one could penetrate. Committed to never be fooled again by hope in people who don’t deliver.

Dreaming of Fairy Tales 

A handsome prince and a princess—a maiden lovely in form and beauty. The knight in shining armor. And a magical kingdom where wishes really do come true.

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