Snow White Was Clearly Fiction.

How would you feel if the one person that made you feel that word, which was far too taboo to say, because it just did not make any sense to you, because that person was someone you didn’t even really know, that their presence in your life was merely just an idea, a picture, a thought or a word, what would you be? what would you have become? would you find yourself so dependent on that person to make you happy, with the thought of what could be, or what could never be, would you find yourself using them as your one to compare others to?, it just really makes you think, of how much you really need them in your life in the first place, like maybe their your white knight, your prince charming, just waiting for them to show up, like it’s said in sex and the city, What if Prince Charming had never shown up? Would Snow White have laid in that glass box forever? Or would she have gotten up, spit out the apple, gotten a job and a health care plan and moved on with her life? would they be your one example to compare every person to, in a meeting with some new, you find your first thoughts jump to, he has nicer eyes, a nicer smile, he makes me happier, i lov.., but no you shouldn’t, because that would be stupid, right?, is it that you find yourself thinking those thoughts, having that feeling, that he's your word, your idea, but what if those people, who get so fixated on their own thoughts, which are so out of this world ridiculous, are so scared of what could be that they don’t take a chance anymore, that they hide in their boxes, behind a sneering remark, or harsh words and angry faces, then really, what am i?, what have i let myself become, do you find that you can do nothing about it, that you can’t escape, utterly stuck with your dream of what can never be, but wanting it so badly, more than any money can buy, having thoughts of, i know what i want, but i just can never have it, because it doesn’t want to be found by me, he, doesn’t want to be found by me, and i just want to cry, why aren’t people just opening their eyes to reality and not fabricating one around them, are some of us going to be waiting in our glass boxes forever?