They say it’s harder to change as you grow older, but she makes me want to change so we can grow older together. She inspires me like no one has before. I want to support her in every thing she wishes to accomplish, and hope I’ll be there to share in the joy when she achieves success. I want to be the one who makes her smile and laugh when she is down; and the one who makes her and keeps her happy on a rainy (or snowy) day.
But maybe I don’t deserve the role. Maybe I’m not the person I think I am and maybe she’s better off without me, away from me. Because if the good cannot overcome the bad, and the positive cannot outweigh the negative; it’s just not right. She deserves to be treated like a princess, and respected as a queen. And the court jester can’t play the part.