Was I ever your princess

Was I ever your princess

Was I ever your princess,

your bright, cherished one,

held in the warmth

of a kingdom undone?

Did you weave me in dreams,

a crown on my head,

or was I just drifting,

a ghost left unread?

Was I ever your princess,

or only a name,

a story you told

but never became?

Did you build me a throne,

or was it just sand,

washed with the tide,

slipping out of your hand?

Did you call me your own

when the world turned to see,

or was I forgotten,

a whisper set free?

Did you fight for my place,

or let it decay,

watching the echoes

of love fade away?

Was I ever your princess,

or merely a spark,

lost in the shadow

that swallowed the dark?

You were never my king,

nor my prize to defend,

just a fleeting illusion

that came to its end.