My Thoughts In Poetry

Fairy Tale Ending

I've never been one to believe in fairy tale endings. You know, the stories that consist of the guy getting the girl and they fall in love, live happily forever after? Yeah, those.

My fairy tale ending never really seemed to exist. It seemed that everywhere I turned, a guy was out to be a perverted soul.

My problem was that I saw the good in everyone. I tried to see everything within reasoning.

It seemed as though I was never good enough to be happy. It seemed as though everyone was out to hurt me.

I didn't believe him at first. I never do believe them when they say they like me. But somehow, he opened my mind.

He didn't act like the rest of them. He took my feelings into consideration. He made me feel like I was important. He made it clear to me that he wasn't out to get one thing. He made it clear that he'd actually fallen for me.

I don't know why I didn't believe him still. He'd explained it in messages, told me multiple times that he liked me. I didn't want to believe it. I didn't want to be hurt.

But when I'd first heard his voice. I heard the compassion, the love, the adoration. I heard that he truly cared. I fell, hard. Within the two or so hours we'd talked, I fell.

It was an amazing feeling. A feeling I will cherish with my being. The smile that appeared on my face, the blush, the happiness that glimmered in my eyes each time he said the simplest things, such as my name, made me laugh with pure happiness.

My heart felt light and carefree, I felt it hammering in my chest. Happiness is something that I felt when he uttered those words to me. Those words that I later repeated to him.

"I love you."

That fairytale ending that I didn't believe in, ended up being the one thing that made me happy.

That fairytale ending in just three simple words.

Love really is a fairytale on its own.

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I know what you're thinking.

NO! It isn't about anyone.

Honestly, I wrote it just because I've seen too many stories of people falling in love.