To The Princess
On the streets we met back when I knew nothing other than surviving. You gave me money for food. My messiah, I am alive today because of you. That night, I took a knife and made a blood oath, to become your knight and protect you forever. To live for you and die for you. As years passed, through blood, sweat and tears, I became your knight, your sword, your shield. You recognized me from your visit back then, two children living opposite lives. The more time I spent with you, the more I saw you not as an angel but a woman. With every word you muttered to me, I fell more for you. Hiding my feelings, I lived as your knight with the knowledge I would never be your prince. Slowly you caught on, I could never hide myself with you. Time passed, and the fateful day of your engagement with the neighboring kingdom’s prince arrived. The whole kingdom celebrated; a festival was held for three days. I cried that day, with my soul shattering and falling apart. Looking at the scar of my blood oath, ...