O Knight In Shining Armour, I Want The Whole Fairy Tale!

Julia Roberts’ character in Pretty Woman says that she wanted the whole fairy tale. Is it too much to ask for? An insightful poem by Tanvi Sinha.

The day had barely started,
It was just me and my tea.
Yet I felt somebody’s presence,
In the midst of my melancholy.

I could remember being cuddled,
In his broad chest.
The comfort I felt,
As he put me to rest.

He’d be with me the entire night,
As I wished the sun did not rise
He’d vanish at the dot of dawn,
I waited for a surprise.

Sometimes I wondered,
Was he even true?
But the marks on my bosom,
Had a violet-red hue.

He did not love me,
Though a lover he already was.
I inflicted this pain on myself,
As I look back and pause.

How guilty I felt,
For ruining my fairy-tale.
No knight in shining armour,
My dream did fail.

For he did not just touch me,
But my heart and soul.
And now I long for him
Love has taken its toll.

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Was this my destiny?
Or is love ever a choice?
For every time I saw him,
My heart did rejoice.

Until I met him,
I had never felt so alive.
He was my guilty pleasure,
I just couldn’t deprive.

The days have always been long,
And so have the nights.
I still wish there was no sun,
And he’d never be off my sight.

Will I be strong today?
Will I ask him to leave?
I am aware of the damage,
His presence would interweave.

The moonlight is visible,
My heart begins to pound.
Few hours of ecstasy,
Until my lover would abscond.

I wear a white dress,
And put on my pearls.
I get ready for him,
As I untangle my curls.

He comes at midnight,
And plants a kiss on my cheek.
My desperation for him,
Has reached its peak.

You look beautiful as ever,
He says, his arm around my waist.
He unhooks a button,
As always, in haste.

I shut my eyes,
As he held me close.
You have never truly loved me,
Not for a moment, I suppose.

What’s wrong with you?
He asks in shock?
We agreed on this!
As his hands I try to block.

I grew up reading fairy tales,
I told him for the first time.
My quest for true love,
Is hence my paradigm.

You can’t have me,
No, Not anymore.
I deserve to be the princess,
In all my dreams, I swore.

Goodbye, my love,
You taught me my worth.
I would rather await my knight,
Knowing he may be in dearth.

Image source: sad, thoughtful young woman by Shutterstock.

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