I forgot that I was the queen of the kingdom
Meanwhile, you were the prince of the town.
My stories were histories with mysteries,
yours were fairytales with misery.
Author's note: Well this is the end of the story, the story started with unrequited love but as you get to the story it was more about you rather than the unrequited love it was about knowing you like him but also you know he doesn't deserve you. Not every prince gets the queen.
*THE END*
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The season of love
PoetryThe season of love is a poem about unrequited & unconfessed love. Include various memories to be cherished.