Waiting
November 2011 (10th Grade)

I'm waiting.
Waiting for my Prince Charming.
The one with the
deep, brown eyes
and trust.
Longing for him 
to carry my fears away.
Craving to be wished for.
Needed for.
Hoped for.
I'm waiting.
Waiting for my Prince Charming.
The one to find me
and remind me
there is someone for me.
Longing for him
to sweep me off my feet.
Craving to be wanted.
Needed for.
Hoped for.
So when you decide to show up
on your white horse,
I'll be waiting...
In reality.