I’m in love with a fairytale
I’m in love with a fairytale I was a boy, and she was a woman. They told me stay away from the pain. But what am I if not cursed, what is my heart besides insane? I was a black night and she was the Sun- oh what sweet springs she lit my world up with, oh what sweet things I’d dream about her with. And I found that she pulled me when I pushed all away, I found my vision blurry- but now clear as day. And one fateful moon- her soul left this place, because of course I never deserved anything good to stay with grace. And so I locked myself and my heart sank deeper. But my love never wavered, yet my heart became weaker. And one stormy night, I saw a tiny dancer- dressed in white of the swan’s beauty. And she- ever etched like muscle memory was one I recognised immediately. And now she stays in my heart, dancing around me. Now she keeps me like a moth to flame- every young and free. Because ...