Unspoken: The Anthology

The Two Princes

I'd taken all the right steps,
To fall in love is to lose yourself.
But you appeared like risen ash,
And I lingered like broken glass.

Death by social suicide,
Delivered by your piercing eyes.
You had my heart in your hands,
I was sure that I was damned.

But hope opened boarded doors,
I suspected we could be more.
Switching places in the thick of night,
Costumed love like kryptonite.

I found jewels in my everyday
,Indulgent, polished cliches.
Spinning under flashing lights,
Filled stories I've yet to write.

But with one text, my hope faded,
A year of my heart wasted.
I said goodbye but you stayed,
I didn't need dignity anyway.

Our performance was a work of art,
Two princes with each other's hearts,
We declared I was yours that day,
I couldn't keep the smile off my face.

I'm still looking for an epilogue,
But every day's got its own plot.
Some monsters fight with tall tales,
But us princes rise above the claims.