Like a fairy tale, he appeared from nowhere. He wooed me with sweet songs and sexy kisses. Dancing together by the light of the moon, we played in Neverland, where time has no meaning and age is just a number.
Peter Pan stole my heart that night, asking me to believe in myths, like true love and happily ever after. He asked me questions that I have no answers for, leaving me uncertain and troubled.
I didn't know I was lost until he found me. I didn't know I was searching until he showed me. I didn't know I was lonely until he held me.
Peter Pan revealed to me how I have been living my life running from dragons that steal my joy and keep me confined. For just a moment I felt the freedom and joy of pixie dust. I soared among the stars. I loved and laughed and played in Neverland where time has no meaning and age is just a number.
With dawn the pixie dust wore off and I crashed back into reality. I came face to face with the dragons of the real world. I stared into the mirror at my own eyes, heavy with burdens and sorrows. I danced with my own loneliness.
I didn't know what I was missing until he found me. Now I ache to go back to Neverland, where time has no meaning and age is just a number. I long to fly with Peter Pan once again. But he has forgotten me and I remain trapped in the real world, without pixie dust, without joy, without love.
I didn't know I was lost until he found me. I didn't know I was searching until he showed me. I didn't know I was lonely until he held me. Then he left me, flying back to his fairy tales and leaving me lost, searching and lonely, yearning for Neverland and the love of Peter Pan.
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