Mundane.

My heart yearns for more. I feel so unfulfilled. I need more of you. Give me yourself. Why do you hide behind these walls? My prince, my love, my life, my everything. Try, and try again I will to be your knight. I am your heroine. I am. I need to be.

Fuel my fires. Feed my rage. My will won't succumb to weakness or exhaustion. I tary for you and you alone.

But these demons taunt me. These voices haunt me. Their talons replace my fingertips. I feel them dance along my skin. They free the hurt and pain ensepulchred in my soul. All I see is red.

My heart beats steady for you. I still wait for you. Though I may never tire of this game, love, I miss your voice, your touch. I never dare forfeit your enchantment. These scars a constant while I am but ephemeral.

I am not yet enough. Until I am by your side, I stain myself with reverence for you. I renew my vows of truth to you. I pledge myself as art for you.

I am beautiful.