Perfect

Well, this is my second fic for a while. I hope it's a good one. This is my first try on a short story; a drabble if you will.

That long, silky, blonde hair. Almost heavenly if able to be touched, but alas, it's to perfect to be differented in any way.

Zelda could never love me. She's so perfect and royal. I am just a plain boy who happened to stumble upon the answer to saving Hyrule. AND, I will always be saving the day, I could never have a lover.

Zelda has way too many duties, we could never find time for each other. If only we could just get away from it all, just go somewhere far, far away, if we could only, only just escape.

There's my little drabble, if I get a good review, I may write a story as a sequel.