patience is a virtue; good things part, but they always find a way back.
i could wait forever. The legacy of a prince has now come to an end, his chamber maids have failed him and done him no good, realisation that they were only temporary happyniess and lust; to come and have his eyes opened to late, the royal doughter would not take his hand, the prince lives now, a new life. one with his eye on the the royalty, the gold, the truth in form of an angel he now knows the meaning of purity, tranquility and peace of mind. the world may spin as fast as it may want, but this prince will wait till he finds his force of rotation, this face will ever be so familiar april 1st. 2:05 am.im not done; the chase is the best part.