When You Mix Dirt With

Every Man Would Fall In Love With Their Voice, Their Lovely Appearance, But No Man Would Ever Get Past That. They'd Never Really Know The Girls For Who They Actually Were, Never Really Love Them. It Would Be Impossible For Any Of The Four Girls To Ever Really Fall In Love And Be Genuinely Loved In Return.

If Peter Pan Had Been Real, He Would've Gone Mad And Killed Everyone In Neverland.

Princess." He Smiled Up At Me, But It Was Weak. "if I'd Known That This Is What It Would Take To Get You To Hold Me, I Would've Collapsed A Long Time Ago.

Loki," I Said. "hey, Princess." He Smiled Dazedly As He Looked Up At Me. "what's Wrong?" "nothing." I Smiled And Shook My Head. "not Anymore." "what's This?" He Took My Hair And Held It Out So I Could See. A Curl Near The Front Had Gone Completely Silver. "i Take A Nap, And You Go Gray?" "you Didn't Take A Nap." I Laughed. "don't You Remember What Happened?" He Furrowed His Brow, Trying To Remember, And Understanding Flashed In His Eyes. "i Remember..." Loki Touched My Face. "i Remember That I Love You." I Bent Down, Kissing Him Full On The Mouth, And He Held Me To Him.

Oh Yeah. That's Why. Like A Fairy Tale. I Was Marrying The Prince. I Just Happened To Be In Love With The Pauper.