She was your dreamcatcher
Crystal that she held by the sun
And it went down her dress
Made her do a switchero
Between her past and future self
Only to fool you both that you couldn't tell the
difference between a lie and a truth
And that for her was a twist in fairytale dreams.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Rosepetals...BlueMoon
RomanceThe letters that started From the rose petals of the BlueMoon To the fallen glass slipper of the rose And the letters between future and past me.
