I ♥ Mr Bowie (3rd part)

The second one, was kind of different. Tall, black hair, lovely eyes, and his skin was like chocolate.
He was very polite, he was a real gentleman; he was gorgeous and he really loved my castle. "He is the one" I thought.
But one day, just before he proposed, we start talk about Easter because he wanted to celebrate with a big party that day.
I suggest to put some bunnies in the yard, that would have been adorable. But then, he rejected my petition: "I don't believe in Easter Bunny!" What?? How was that possible.
I never meat someone who didn't believe in the Easter Bunny. I thought in MR. BOwie and I got sad.
But I didn't gave up and I decided to keep looking for my prince.

The last one, was a dream. He wasn't as tall as the others but also I liked him. He didn't have a job but who cares, right? I had pleasant experiences with him.
He said he loved me and he would never forget me. What? Why would you say something like that? "I'll enter in the Army and I'm not sure if I'll ever see you again!"

OK, that was it! I wont look for a new prince anymore!!! They do not exist!