There she goes again, the most beautiful girl in the world. With flowing golden hair and pale, perfect skin. And her wondrous, deep blue eyes. My one and only love.
But what's the point? She could never love a no one like me. Compared to her I am nothing.
My elegant Princess Zelda will never love me...
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He's sitting right over there, why can I not approach him? He's my handsome hero. With his fair blond hair and playful blue eyes. His tan skin, a result of his wondrous adventures, saving kingdoms that I have never even heard of. My love.
What is the point of these thoughts? How could he love me, a frightened little princess who can't even leave her castle? He is far greater than I.
My gallant hero, Link, shall never love me...
KH: Not much to say about this one. It starts out with Link thinking about Zelda, and then it's Zelda thinking about Link, but you probably already know that.