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The prince that I got in my fairy tale is blind, because he doesn't see me, and that's why he can't find me.

He's deaf, because he doesn't hear me when I call him out loud.

Coward, because he's afraid of me and that's why he hides from me all the time. Idiot, because he doesn't even know all that I can love him and so he prefers not thinking;

Real, because my heart feels it and that's why he'll never be in my imaginary and surrealistic world.

And, drunk, maybe that's why he confuses the other orange half with the lemon half and doesn't stop taking tequilas.