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Dear My "Prince Charming"

Dear My "Prince Charming,"
I know I'm young, currently the sweet age of 16, but I have words for you. I don't know when you'll be entering my life, or if you already have. I don't know your name, your favorite color, your shoe size, or even what kind of hair you have. I do know, that when I find you, you will be everything I need, and everything I don't need. You'll win my heart, but it's not going to be a easy task. I've lived long enough to know that wearing my heart on my sleeve gets me nowhere, therefore, I will not be a easy girl to win over. I would love to hope that you will always love me forever, because forever is a long time, and I'm not the easiest person to be with. I would hope that as the years go on, and our children grow up, that we will still find things we love about each other. After all, that is the key to staying in love. Finding something you love about them each day, that is. I know times won't always be perfect, I'm stubborn a lot of times, but please remember that I will always love you. I will try my hardest to be the best person I can be for you, everyday. You, my "Prince Charming," deserve the best, and I want to be the best for you. Please always have patience, because patience is a virtue. Please always love God, pray often, and be the worthy man I need. I'm excited to find you. I know I'm young, and I still have a LOT of life yet to live, but I need to feel like you're out there some where. I know you are. Please make wise decisions so that one day, we will meet. I love you already my "Prince Charming,"
please do not be fooled.
Sincerely,
Shelby

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