Infatuated young girl

It's a dream come true,
to her horror.

"Think clear think clear think clear think...
blur, no! Thinkclearthinkclearthinkclearthinkclearthink...CLEAR
Take a deep breath, breathe deeply
You still have yourself in your own hands,
Kristy."

She calmed herself down
Pulled herself back from floating to the sky

"Here he is, nearer and nearer, what now? What to do now?!"
He seemed to be walking in a black tuxedo, reaching out across the aisle.

Suddenly she felt ashamed of secrets
Erasing the permanent fantasy of
the perfect home, perfect wedding
her gown's design, their children's names
Scribbles in every notebook, of
her first name, with his last.

"He's smiling at you, Kristy"
whispered Jane to my melting ears.

Quick, tie her! Do it, now!
Kidnapped the exuberant child in her
Threatening heartache if ransom not made
She tried not to, but can't help to see
that he sees that she sees him naturally natural.

Forced against the whirlwind in her crowded mind
"Smile, Kristy, you can do it!"

She started hating herself
for being so plain
Can't stop curling her hair all over the world

He walked past.

Dream dashed again,
to her horror, as usual