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 me...

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....

It was supposed to be my favorite fairytale,

the kind of love story that grows more beautiful
every time it's remembered...

Instead,

it became a tragedy disguised as a romance,

a story I endured,

a lesson I carried,

and a memory I choose not to replay.

~Gel~