Treated like royalty

In my eyes, you were at the very top sphere of my appreciation, the only one that stood out above all the rest. There was no desire to worship you, I didn't want to be enslaved by that. I just wanted to admire you purely, without being abased by it, and I wanted to treat you well. I wanted to fit your head with a queen's crown, and adorn you with the most beautiful garments, because it made perfect sense, to match your inner beauty and the one from without. Before any one else noticed it, I saw it from very far away, from very early on, and I wanted you to feel like one, like I knew, and like I was the only one who did. From the get-go, I only wanted to treat you like royalty, with or without others knowing that you were. To me that did not matter. I wanted you to be a queen to me, in my heart, and to treat you like one.