The little prince

Once upon a time there was a little prince. He was awesome, funny and really beautiful and long-expected. We loved him before he was born. He lived in the highest tower because nobody should ever hurt him. He didn’t deserve the hurting. He was waiting for his moment to come around. His moment when he would become a hero… our hero.

The first day we met you, I knew you would be fantastic. Blue eyes and brown hair. You had the most beautiful eyes of the whole world. Twinkeling like the biggest stars. On that moment you looked at us and wondering who we are. Who we should be, should we be funny, or really dump? But you saw your eyes in mine and you knew everything would be okay. Not just ‘okay’. We would do anything for you. We would change our lives just so you should be happy. Cause you mean so much for us.

You grown up like a real boy. Laughing and playing with everyone. They all liked you and you liked everyone. You cared about everything and would make everyone the most happiest person. If they were sad, you gave them the most biggest hug and take away the tears. You’ve got the smile of the king. An awsome smile who could fix everything. You would have…

You will never be a king.

You will never be born.

You will never fix the pain in people’s eyes.

We will never gonna feel your hug.

You will never be our little prince.

We will miss you… always.