Watercolour,
Two tears of rain-

Coppered silk dissolves,
Hanging over time.

If Fuji remains
Tell me when

She is a bubbling crater
Steaming lake, fisher,
Cormorant
And all

why does my happily ever after...
need a Prince Charming,
is it really that alarming,
that I don't want an Adam, a Phillip, or even a Ferdinand,
none of my aspirations are that grand,
neither do I care for an Eric or Aladdin,
these suggestions only serve to make further madden,
why can't I be a Merida or a Raya,
an Elsa, a Moana, a Mulan without a sigh of,
'she doesn't know what she's talking about',
'leave her alone, she'll back out,'
back out of what? this pity party idea,
that I need to capture someone else's philia,
I am not disillusioned when I say,
I don't give a **** about that in any way.

We talk about the
past like it's a
movie we
watched together.
You liked the
cinematography.
I didn't care for the
cruelty of the
protagonist.

We disagree on the
theme, and every
scene holds different
aspects of
symbolism for us.
I'm not sure I want
there to be a sequel,
despite the good
acting.