Nothing Even Matters.

She's heartsick,
More sick than heart.
A craving for magic,
And she won't settle for anything less than magical.

She really wanted it to be him,
She knocked on wood with crossed fingers,

But it was less than par.

Less than bare minimum.

Queens are queens because they're queens,
And she needs to be a queen,
For herself,
By herself.

And everything more,
Nothing less.