day 3: fairytale
"i can't take this anymore. i'm leaving."
"what about her?"
"what?"
"you can't just leave us like that! she's eight, for god's sake!"
"i don't care."
the door slammed.
daddy was gone.
"he'll be back, sweetie,"
mommy used to croon through tears she prayed i couldn't see
but i saw them
he never came back.
mommy told me i'd be as pretty as snow white when i grew up
she said i'd have a loving family, a beautiful life
when he left, i was scared, confused, lost
nowhere in my princess stories was there a part about a father leaving
it was then eight year old me decided
fairytales weren't real
love didn't exist
and even if it did, i wasn't meant to experience it
everyone says everything heals with time
the bite, the sting of betrayal didn't
they all say when you grow up, you'll mature and be less sensitive
i grew up the complete opposite
insecure, scared
of hurting others
of being hurt
so i built a wall as strong as brick and stone
guarded against feelings and people
because the less i knew what it was like to feel, the less i would have to deal
with the consequences
because i thought everything, happiness, laughter, surprise, excitement-
everything was going to end up ruined.
but then i met you.
you, you were a disturbance
you were difficult, unable to be understood
you tried every method you could to break through, break down my wall
and well
even though i looked unshakable on the outside,
inside still lived the young child who dreamt of love and unicorns and being a princess
and you reached her
you sat through every mess of tears
hugged me tight, promised to chase away my fears
you didn't care that i wasn't perfect or dreamy
you were just present - and took me for who i was - me
really, there was no sappiness or cheese
no wooing or begging or getting on knees
it was just two people, in sync and together
caring and reaching and accepting each other
you put the galaxies back in my eyes
told me maybe love wasn't all a story of lies
you nursed the hurting into wholeness and healed the scars
unlocked my heart and opened all the jars
with you, my feelings could no longer stay hidden
just cause they moved with an uncontrollable rhythm
i learnt to give them and myself a chance
i didn't need to fear them, i just had to learn how to dance
so i started off broken and lost
hated who i was
thought nothing i did mattered
thought i'd end up shattered
but bibbidi bobbidi boo
you swept me away with you
and now my favourite fairytale would have to be
the one of you and me
A/N: for a poem that i struggled with finding inspiration for, i'm pleasantly surprised by how it turned out :)
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