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Once Upon A Dream...


I went to bed one night, Thinking I’d never fall asleep. I covered my eyes to block the light Not knowing I would slip so deep. I saw me on a castletop, And under a starry sky. I turned to my right And couldn’t believe my eyes! There he was—my stunning prince; Smiling in the dark. I tried to hold back my smile, But he had conquered my heart. I tried to deny that sudden feeling, And blink my thoughts away. But my heart would not stop beating As if it had needed this day. I wanted to stay in my place, With our crowns on our heads. And could not realize that later on, I’d wake up in my bed. His smile was so bright, It took away some fears. But inside me something said, That I was filled with tears. My joy which I had known, Had not even lasted. For soon enough I’d awaken Not so flabbergasted. I felt something loosen Beneath my spot. Then I slipped off the castle, But I felt that I was caught. I looked up and there he was again, My prince in shining armor I felt myself blushing so hard His eyes so warm and amber. He pulled me back up— Not wanting me hurt so—carefully. I thought my heart would drop, Instead I smiled so cheerfully. Unfortunately for me, My happiness soon did end. When I was shaken abruptly, When daylight did descend. That was the end of my night, But I kept my growing hope. I had a feeling that quite soon, I’d get off the slippery slope. Five years later, I reunited with my prince. However, I had only lost My necessary whims. I did fail to gain his heart, Unlike he did mine. I thought of my void as not so hard But knew my smile won’t shine. I had been told Many atimes That I had fallen For the very wrong guy I thought of them as selfish, And held on so tight To my feelings that flapped so weak, But stayed ever so bright. I knew I could not dare, To think of my sudden gloom. But something else had whispered, That this is my doom. I cannot know how to be Something that I wasn’t. He had been there for me, And it had felt so pleasant. I sit here and write away My hurt thoughts and feelings And I still believe that someday My heart will stop its beating. I had loved him from all my heart, And will do so till the very end. However, all he could think of, Was that we can still be friends. What to think right then and there It must have been a misconception. I really had not known but All I felt from his words was plain disaffection. As if he had known how it felt, He turned away and cried. It only drained away my hope, As he silently said goodbye. I cried for days and nights But only inside, Because knowing my surroundings, I was sure my hope had died.
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