The delusion that love is perfect.
Disney lied to me.
Now I'm Cinderella without her prince charming.
Broken. Dying on my bedroom floor
All because i loved you
YOU ARE READING
The hurting.
PoetryThis is the poetry of my hurt. These poems are the result of my trauma, heart ache, and loneliness . Rupi Kaur is an inspiration, but my pain is my biggest one. Enjoy.
I am not a princess.
The delusion that love is perfect.
Disney lied to me.
Now I'm Cinderella without her prince charming.
Broken. Dying on my bedroom floor
All because i loved you
