All I wanted was a fairytale
A handsome prince
And a white horse
I looked for magic
In people and places
Who knew nothing of the sort
I dreamed about roses
And dancing in the moonlight
Forever hoping that one day
I would be swept off my feet

Maybe fairytales exist
You proved that magic exists
But you also showed me
The thorns in the rose
I've been waiting in this tower long enough

Happiness flashes through me like a lightening bolt;
here, gone.

Kissing someone is magical
Its like your lips have a mind of their own
When becoming closer to the other person
Your lips scream and crave for them
Making it harder to resist
Once you've touched the other person
Your lips start to get excited
Moving like crazy
Your tongue wants some action
And joins the fun
Its all just a globbery mess from all your saliva but
No one cares
Because your lips
And tongue
And their lips
And tongue
Are too excited to stop
That's when our bodies get out of control...

my mind is a football stadium
filled with sports anchors
hallowing our conversation
in class
the other day

did I say this right?
did you mean your laugh?

i am nothing but a child!
mazed by a fable or
some sort of
fairy book story

i imagine the other day in
class, wanting it to be
all days
all moments
in different aisles of hallways
different shades of walls

i am still a child

picking on my mind
like a sunflower on valentines day
"will he like me"
"will he not"

and you have nothing to do with this
but you are everything to blame

my poems are just passive voices
asking you questions without saying your name
indirectly

it is 10:03 I am
lying between the covers of my bed
pondering when you told me you like music

i am listening to the
same song
over and over
each time,
thinking of you
differently