He, who never shows how painful it is;
He, who strives hard for me to live at ease;
I never know what is behind his heart
Yet, he knows everything beyond my art.
He, who always asks how much I love him
But why can't I say those three words, it seems.
Felt a pang of hurt, when I saw him cry
Hugged me tightly and looked at the same sky
I ain't that wordy but I always try
To say 'I love you', sudden tears fall by.
He is the first man I have never had
Who'd made me his princess that made me glad
And he is the king who will hold my hand
Yes, he is the one whom I call my 'dad'.
"When the king lost his queen, the princess had a dreadful dream.
Lost, alone in the forest. The king stayed sturdy for his daughter, his dearest."