What if?

I have the heart of a little girl, sometimes. So one childish thing that will always stick with me is fairy tales. I've always wondered who's my prince and when he will come for me. When things didn't work out between someone I always blamed them, and never wanted to see their faces again but I actually want to hug them now. It always crosses my mind what if? What if I had said yes or what if I pursued that blind date? What if I never gave up? And at the end of these thoughts I'm happy I can say nothing ever happened. They ended up with broken hearts, losing themselves or lost respect they had for themselves. I still ask what if? And I still daydream about my prince but the truth is I want him to take his time to get to me. I want him to be proud of me, so for now I'll continue to wonder.