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 I’m in love with a fairytale- and now the hurt is numb. 

Because I wouldn’t mind losing my mind for her, she lifted my curse.