Once Upon a Time

Once Upon a Time

parole di asillauna

Hello, it's me yet again.

And, once again, it was a once-in-a-lifetime romance.

I was in love once upon a time.

I'd seen the most stunning, vibrant, and glistening sensations all over the place.

Everything appears to be so magical. So surreal. As if I have been in a jar of fairytale magic, never to be seen again in reality.

Oh, how I like this enthralling sensation.

You'll also be thrilled to know that I've been sent back to the ground. My fantasy for both of us was shattered in small pieces, along with my wounded heart.

Why, love?

The eerie thump of my heart was so familiar. As I sense your presence around me, it gets heavier and faster.

Few had told me to begin writing my destiny to avoid getting hurt. To keep things simple. But why am I in pain?

If I have to write my destiny, I would be a single glittering flower on a meadow waiting to be picked by someone. But, hey, all I only wanted is you.

All I've ever craved was to be cradled in your arms once more. To make my cold heart feel better.

Every shooting star made me wish. Every blow of the ticking clock at 23:11 gave me hope.

But there was no response. And I'm regretful.

Please accept my apologies. I apologize for causing you pain. I apologize for abandoning you. I'm sorry, but I'm in pain as well.

Why do I think I'm the real villain in my own story?

Perhaps I'm the witch who ate her poisoned apple. I'm the wicked fairy that pricked herself on the spinning wheel's needle.

I am the beast of my own story. I am the sorceress of my fairytale.

I made a conscious decision to choose myself - no one, not you, not anybody else.

But I remember how much I loved you and how you brightened my dark days. How you cherished me and how I lost you.

Those were the days when I was adrift in the depths until your shadow lured me into the darkness.

Your enticing eyes captivate my soul, yet aren't there bitter lies hidden behind those piercing eyes?

I'm tired of feeling like this. I'm over; and sick of it. This negativity pierced me in the heart and soul. They were following me around.

That is why I am now choosing myself.

I believed I was brave enough to face them all. At the very least, to suffer alongside you. It is, however, too much to bear.

"My love was never enough to have you," I guess.

Right. It never seemed to be enough. It would never be plenty.

It is just a horrible nightmare. I see.

It's all just a dream. It is not the reality. I'll wake up next to you, your arms wrapping my waist and your breath tickling my neck.

Wake me up, please?

That's all there is to it. You were the phantom of my reality, I was sure.