My prince

late nights have turned into lonely nights.
happy mornings have turned into boring mornings.
cute texts that make me smile have disappeared.

no one to cheer me up when i'm feeling down
no one to make the clouds go away
no one to get a smile out of my frown
no one to provide all those happy days

i know one day we will meet again
and a kiss might take place
but for now, and until then,
i will wait for my prince, sleeping quietly in my glass case.

It was ours.

Listening to songs
Memories flooding back
Pounding in my head
Aching in my heart

I know I shouldn't miss you
Because the feeling has never been mutual
But you were my something special
and I don't think I'll ever let those moments go

From texts in the morning,
to hugs in the afternoon,
to movie marathons at night.
All of the cuteness, happiness, silliness
It was ours.

I know you don't care,
I know you don't remember.
But that doesn't mean,
that I have to be like that too.