truth

the dreams of a happy ever after

haunt you every night

you stare at the sky

waiting for your prince to rescue you

it’ll tear you apart

like all the letters you’d written for him

left in tattered, meaningless shreds

until you’re as empty as the bottles

thrown on the floor

you’ll start to think that maybe it’s all for nothing

the crying, the screaming

the missed calls and ignored texts

you wonder why he even mattered in the first place

he didn’t.

you created fantasies in your head

a storyline only your own thoughts could play out

leaving you lost and broken

by the mere idea of a boy

you wish you’d gotten to know

fairytales won’t come

you’ll wake up and realize

people are as disappointing as the shows that

end the wrong way

expectation will eat you

and you end up blaming yourself

for being naive

for having hope

but the only real monsters

are those who reject the love

generosity won’t kill you

it’ll be the false faith

precedented by the biggest frauds of all

who let you wonder and ache

and laughed while you writhed

love isn’t the crime

it’s convincing yourself that you were the dumb one

guided by light-

the path for your heart to set sail on,

as if cherishing moments is foolish

and fiction is based on fact

nonsensical.

a prince will never save you

those stories are ungodly lies

partners are never found

they are stumbled across

in the streets

of lost or lonely souls

who all aspire to be the same thing

a common thread:

in love for life