Time moves in slow motion as you watch your version of a perfect world shatter around you.

The two little girls are growing older, and growing apart.
There are not more shared secrets under covers with flashlights,
hiding from parents who have long went to bed.

There are no hugs from boys who love you no matter what,
who are armed and ready to protect you,
from any boy who dares break your little heart.

The one who always scared away the monsters
and wiped away your tears
is now the one who cries herself to sleep at night
because it didn't go the way she planned

There is no knight in shining armor,
or a prince on a white steed
who will kiss you awake, call you beautiful
and save you from your nightmares.

There is only realty and her harsh truths to see you through the night.