prince charming

fairy tales we grew up with told us that there's such the man.

he usually has a white horse, is charming, and gallant.

he always comes at the right moment, may be it be during your wake or after a hundred years.

he rescues you from evil stepsisters and evil stepmothers.

he makes everything alright.

you can't decide when you want him to come. you can dream and wish and pine that he'd come but he just doesn't. one day he's not there, the next day he is.

he can sweep you off your feet and make you believe that the world is alright after all.

he helps you realize that men like him fall for women like you not because you're a law student or because you're not pangit naman (the ex's words, not mine), but because he believes that a pilot and a lawyer can make beautiful music together (this time the pilot's words, not mine).

he sweeps you off your feet with talk of the future.

now, being the skeptical 27 year old that you are, you know half of this may be bullshit.

you know that yeah, it may be crap talking.

but who cares?

i'm living my fairy tale right now.

and for me, that's all that matters.