As long as the prince is happy.

Every time I screw something up, the first thing I'd do would be to write. That's why I'm here right now.

I've always hurt the prince. I know this, because afterwards I will try to make him happy again. My secret is as you've expected... When he's angry, I write. A long text, a diary entry, a blog post... I just write to prove my point to him that I will always fight like this for him.

I know I may not be a darling everyday. But that's just what makes us; whenever I'm being mean, or angry, or just scowling, the first thing he'd do is irritate me. I really love the way he annoys me, and I may seem really pissed sometimes but actually, most of the time I'm happy he's like this. Maybe I just love this side of him so much that I scowl on purpose just to bring it out.

On the other hand, when he's pissed at me, I'll always try my damndest to cheer him up. I may babble with my stories, I may send an excessive amount of texts and emoticons, but fuck it, it's all for him to be happy again. When he's angry in person though, I must admit I get scared. I dare not talk to him, and, well. Idk. The most I can do is hold his hand until he feels better.

I can see that he's getting tired of me. But I'm trying so hard to not feel that way about him either. I've promised him never to leave; and because of this promise, I am never letting him go, even if he claims it will make him happy. That's why the only thing I can do now is to be there and assure him that I will be a better girlfriend not in the future, but starting now.

Back in the days when he was trying so hard to get my attention and to make me happy, he told me he would never give up on me. And he never did. He always did his best to make me smile, to change me, to make time for me. It's my turn to do something for him. He's given up, but I never will. I would always fight for him. Always.