You told me I was your princess and you said it was your job to be sure that I knew it. You told me I was beautiful. You wanted to spend all day with me, you couldn’t take your eyes away. You would say good morning at sunrise. You left me gifts and suprised me with flowers. You told me you'd never leave and that I was your best friend, You told me I was your princess and I believed you. There was no doubting the reality.
Sunrise came. I put on makeup. I did my hair. I felt no purpose to do any of it. I moved through my day, as typical as could be. I ate alone. I put my headphones in. I painted and sang. Dusk came. I went to bed. I looked at my phone to see if maybe you had tried to talk to me today.
And all along this boring lonely living, I saw that my phone had been off all day. I hadn’t noticed. Silence has become so typical. Distance is such an expectation. Tomorrow your princess will wear no make up, this beauty won’t do her hair. Because that princess name has long set sail, and I know you won’t even come around to see. I love and miss you. I'm sorry for everything!!
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