She woke at 12 midnight
I lay at 9
Cinderella left her shoe
I left my heart to you
She is to be found
And I am to be left behind
Cause she wakes up to her reality
When I'll be consumed by fantasy
She will be asked to be married
As I stay blind buried
Her aunt to remain her hidden
Your girlfriend is my burden
I the protagonist
She to antagonist
For our love is forbidden
Like a fairytale that remained unwritten
YOU ARE READING
Excerpt from A Book He'll Never Know It Exists
Poetryhere I scribe the words I couldn't tell, for I am coward and tongue tied when I am faced to you. this I write when I feel and missed your love longing and lingering every time my heart beats. To G, who keeps me going and making my works beautiful. D...
