Prince on the white horse

I did dream about so many teenage-ish things these days. But who doesn't? Who doesn't want a prince to come and pick you up on his white horse? Who doesn't want a knight to take your hand, and tell you that he loves you? And ride out into the sunset.... But then I wake up, and realise that there is no such men in this world. I will never meet a man who would keep me up at night, just of happyness coused by his never ending romantic moves. And if I meet a man, who would make the effort to do such things, it would not feel right, cause I would know that it came from thoughts, and not from the heart.