Always expecting 
the extra mile... 
What is the fucking problem 
with you, girl? 
There is no man good enought 
for you, 
is it true? 
What the hell are you 
looking for? 
The prince does not exist. 
Your prince, 
like you idealize 
(as you aways do 
with everything) 
does not exist. 
Could you please, 
once, 
live what is around you?
Girl, 
are you seeing me here? 
Yes, 
of course you are. 
But not the way I know 
you can see me, 
not the way 
that can make us the perfect ones.
Perfect together.
So, 
did you already leave 
those ridiculous ideas about love?
My little girl... 
It does exist. 
I am here 
because of it. 
I love you.
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