Mine

They told me to grow up.
They told me to leave it.
They told me to stop believing.
They told me it was all fake.
Peter Pan.
TinkerBell.
Captain Hook.
Fake.
Stories.
Fairytales.
Everything.
Fake.
And I believed them. Until I ran away, I ran away to a place, I didn't know where. In this place the people here, they are different. Different from other people. These people seem so fake, they seem like a fairytale.

These were the people of StoryBrooke.
This how I started to believe again.
This is how I met him.
This is how I forget, not what I have become, but the life I left behind.

This is my love, my life, my story.