Twinkle, twinkle little star
Oh, I wonder how you are.
My melodious moon from afar,
that loves playing its beloved guitar.I miss your serene voice,
that made this beautiful noise,
that can't be compared to other boys.
If only I had that choice...But I didn't,
and you said you couldn't.
So the end of us happened,
that I desperately wish it hadn't.A, B, C, D, E, F, G,
Maybe it wasn't meant to be.
Finally, I was hit by the cruel reality,
but the pain doesn't want me to be free.When I dream about you,
I always wished it was true.
Me telling you how much I love you,
and you telling me, you love me too.But this isn't a "once upon a time".
You aren't my knight, I'm not your hime,
I cannot be your partner in crime.
Our "happily ever after" just doesn't rhyme.So I must step back once more,
Turn around on the count of four,
Spread my wings and soar.
I won't let anything break me anymore.
YOU ARE READING
Crowns of Laurel
PoetryA compilation of all my poems and written monologues. 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐦 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞.