love affair or overdue mortgage

While thinking strange thoughts
I smile at the married strangers on the train with their arguments in French
and I just wonder if they are mad about a past lover or finances
until they laugh with each other and smile slightly, showing
what ever it is will not destroy them, hinder any progress they have made in their marriage
love affair or overdue mortgage.

I look at such people and wonder if I will be like them too,
when my brow looks tired, and my eyes are puffy,
and although my dress is nice and looks expensive, i look old
and my expression, lost.
I wonder if then there will be some handsome sleepy prince
to cross his legs and whisper things to me
that, even in the heat of an argument, will make me smile.