My Fairytale Turned Into Horror Story

Once, I Believed in Love

Before, I believed that love
was the most powerful thing
soft as magic,
dusting hearts like fairy wings,

a story written in stardust
and happily-ever-afters.
I held it like a fairytale,
gentle, glowing, untouchable.

But time…

Time turned pages I never wished to read...

The magic faded,
the light grew dim,
and love
once warm
became something haunting....

Not a dream,
but a nightmare that learned my name,
that knew exactly where to hunt,

Even if it begged me to believe again,
It's so scary to trust.

Now it feels like a horror I lived through,
a story that lingers in the dark.

But even gentle memories
can carry shadows.

A film I survived…
but would never
watch again.

~Gel~