Daydreaming about love.
Thinking fairytales can’t come true.
Wondering where’s my prince charming.
Guessing love isn’t for me.
Building a stone wall,
To protect my fragile heart.
But when I talk to you.
My wall crumbles around me.
I think I’ve found my prince.
I believe in fairytales once again and,
I say love is for me,
Because you live.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem