Happily Ever After.

I believe in true love.  I believe in fairy tales and happy endings and prince charming.  Go ahead, call me naive, I dare you. 
I just know that when you kissed me that night under the street light you sucked out all the poison and brought me back to life with a gasp. 
Life is a fairy tale, except there was a Jeep instead of a pumpkin and I seem to be both princess and wicked witch.
I will have my happy ending, I will have my happily ever after.
When I cease to believe that, I cease to exists as myself at all.
So be my Prince Charming, please.  
Do it soon, before they take me into the forest to carve out my heart.