Not a Fairytale
I look into your eyes
And I know now is the time
The white teeth of life’s smile
Sometimes do tarnish with a grime
The two of us played parts
In the story of You and Me
But, a twist in plot has made clear:
It’s not a fairytale, actually
One last kiss for your cheek,
Finding the strength to say “Goodbye”
I look back at a dream we knotted
And manage to untie
*Just a little something I wrote down for a friend who thought she had something more than what she really did. Keep on going. I think your strength is beautiful. xo Z
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