The King in Her Life
Today is my day.
I watched the sun go down
on the day before today
hoping that something would change
from then to nowbut things have not.
The day is passing.
The night that I have waited for
is finally here.
My prince is in his carriage
almost to my door.
There is not much time to prepare.
I must start now.
I go to my mirror.
I open the make up in my music box.
The memories of you return to me.
The thoughts of your voice telling me
no matter how much of it I used
I would never need it.
The song that kept playing
as you showed me how to dance.
How great it was to be a child
when you were here.
With every brush of my hair,
with every dust of my face,
I'm only trying to hide my scars.
The woman in the mirror
is nothing without you.
It's strange.
I always thought
you would be here for this moment
and yet
you feel miles away
because you are.
I go to my closet.
There is the dress.T
he costume to hide the princess
that is really a pauper.
I take it from it's prison
and remove it from it's noose.
It fits perfectly.
But somehow, the embrace of your arms
telling me that you would protect me
from now until forever
fits much better.
The night is almost over me.
The symbol we gave to each other
the night you left on wings
and left us here without you
is shining high in the sky.
You told us to watch it with you.
It was how we would know of your love
and how we could keep our faith
that we were still with each other.
I watch it from my window.
I wonder if you're watching it with me
while you're protecting me.
In the distance,
I can see my prince.
You have not met him.
I hope you will.
I love him, but not as much
as I will always love you.
You would be proud.
You inspire him to be like you.
My guardian, my friend, my life.
A knock at my door.
The love of your life
How she covers the thoughts of pain
with the smiles she's given me since you've left.
I know what love is because of her.
That's how I know I'm in love.
"He's waiting down stairs."
she says to me.
"I wish he could be here"
I say as I look at your picture.
"He is, my love."
I walk down the stairs of my castle.
There is my prince.
In his uniform, just like you.
A symbol of protection, just like you.
And then he speaks...
"I have a gift for you tonight.
It's better then any night at any ball,
any gift of jewels,
or any dance with me."
What could it be?
He takes my hand and leads me to the door.
"Your wish is on the other side."
I turn the handle...
a rush of life...
the last moment I saw you leave our home....
the last time I saw you smile at me...
the last words...good bye.
There you were.
In your suit.
In your armor.
The armor you wore to protect us all.
You had the smile I saw you with last.
The smile that brightend up my days.
You stood with a tear your eye
and I couldn't see you.
My tears had blinded me.
My king had come home.
"I missed you so, my princess.
You're beautiful.
God let me come home today to see my angel like this."
"I missed you more,
my soldier,
my king...
My daddy."
Until next time.
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