Not just like the fairly tales

Why?

Just why?

I ask myself everyday if my Prince Charming or if my beast will ever arrive. I look out the window waiting for you to pass.

What if we gave it a try?

What if in this story we let each

other fall for one another?

What if you let me in your guarded

heart and I’ll let you in my broken

one

I get stuck in my words

when you look at me

I wanna open up and tell you how I feel

But would you listen?

Here I am mustering the courage to talk to you

But it’s not like the fairytales

I fell for you first, after I promised I wouldn’t

Is it me who always ends up hurt?

Or do they also feel the pain?

Why is it always love?

Why is it always on sided?

Why?

When will I stop asking why?

Is it when you finally decide to love me back?

But not just like the fairy tales.