I don’t need a man to rescue me and I don’t need to play the role of damsel in distress. I need a man who fills my life with promise and passion. Who can make me smile in the darkest of times and who can hold my hand without holding me back from my own potential. I need a man who supports my dreams, relishes in my accomplishments and understands my strength and my limits. I don’t want the fairytale wedding, the happily-ever-after, because in all honesty, it doesn’t work that way. I want fights, misunderstandings and silly imperfections. I want the realest possible form of love and that’s the only one I will ever settle for in my life.
My Prince Charming was never on a white horse and he was never waiting to rescue me beneath my tower. But he was always in my heart, waiting for me to realize that saving me was the last thing I ever needed him to do.