I thought what we had was perfection
but it was nothing more than a projection
of the happily ever afters I read about
late at night under the soft glow of my phone.

We were full of quiet giggles in the darkness
intermixed with heart to hearts in the dim light of the dawn
but as the sun rose of over the windshield
it’s like all the love I thought we shared was gone.

Always stolen kisses in the shadows
with our hands constantly intertwined
whispering secret promises of tomorrow
but only leaving falsities and lies behind.

I never thought to question your truths
or take them to mean less than they seemed
but the happily ever afters in my books
apparently don’t always turn out like we dreamed.