So, I am now scared to write here in my once secret diary because she is going to read it .
I love her both logically and otherwise.
Why shouldn't I?
She's beautiful, I am not talking about how she looks, I am coming to that.
She is innocent , simple and strong.
She roars with tears,I have seen her do that once.
A Queen with authority and sympathy, when was the last time, the world had such a breed.
Here is she again, breeding in a lost castle with a golden roof ,waiting for the kingdom that awaits her.
I can see her from the window that overshadows the tower.
She is dressed in silky flowing white gown with a demanour that forces a king to bow and tremble to kiss her sturdy feet.
She is like no other, dump your imagination.
I tried it once, I failed .
She's different, just different.