She lied, saying she loved me, and from then on I knew it was all made up. Every story she made sounded more fiction than the last until her life was a fairy tale and I was the 'charming prince'. I never saved her from a tower because she didn't want to be saved, she just kept up the charade to feel like she mattered. Her heart breaks for every prince that comes her way, but she'll never be saved because she can only save herself.
written 6/23/24
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