Prince on a white horse...Sigh *blushes*

Ever since I have been a very little girl, I have always dream a prince on a white horse...Literally. I know thats what almost every little fair tale induced girl would dream of but to have the dream this long and so real? In my dream its not that I dont sit around for him... Nope! I have to get off my arse and climb a really hugh stone wall with only one wooden door thats forever locked. I keep trying and trying and trying but I have no luck. Some how a rainbow appears and I cross over the rainbow (Thats sounding kinda like the wizard of oz...but no scarecrow, lion or tinman to help me out) On this other side is this land of white... just whiteness everywhere. But I make out a castle and I have to climb the stairs to the very top tower, while wearing a beautiful white princess dress and heels : P (I most likely wasnt beautiful after the climb but hey its a dream) I get to the top and there is only one window...so i peer out of it and I see the Prince with Hair as black as night, skin sooo fair (naturally really fair not like gothic fair)wearing a blue prince suit (umm yea) riding a white horse...AWAY FROM ME! Maybe he couldnt find me and gave up... or he forgot something at his palace and had to back for it. Maybe he crossed paths with a sorceress and she seduced him into being with her...if so then I dont want him because true love cant be seduced. So in all I guess it was telling i cant wait around for a prince to come to me or rely on him to be there...i have to go out there myself and bash him on the head and take him home...or maybe not soo drastic but you get the idea...