Still.

I stood there.

Soft moonbeams intertwining with the glow of the street lights to caress my ivory ball gown. I stood there, under the dim twinkle of the stars and breathed in the cool night air. I stood there with the wind whispering through my curls. I'd always promised the Wind curly hair if it came out to play.

It's not everyday you get to wear a gown, be a princess and stop time for a minute. So I breathed in, breathed out, and stood there.

Goodbye, May.
Hello, June.