Dating : Farewell, White Knight — You Were Late

Transforming my damsel-in-distress into the heroine

In my deepest moments of despair, no white knight came to my rescue.

No matter how daintily I cried into my pillows, no comforting hand was laid on my shoulder. No matter how poignantly I brushed my hair, no tap on my window sill woke me from my distracted thoughts. No matter how…