There once was a girl, who never believed in love, never said the word, and never accepted the love that was given to her. So she kept her heart in a cage, and kept it away from everyone, especially those she cared about the most. One cold January night, she found a prince, handsome and charming, kind and caring, and he wasn’t afraid to love, or afraid to take a risk. He loved her, she knew this, but still she couldn’t say that word, for fear it would weaken her, cripple her; she didn’t want to get hurt. Months passed, her affection for this prince swayed, she didn’t believe in love, so how could she stay in this relationship if he was the only one who cared? So she waited, patiently, until he made one mistake. She took that mistake and ran with it, accused him of being to controlling, said she didn’t have feelings for him, all lies to protect her selfish heart. A year passed, she saw her prince across the dance floor, and she went to him. Feelings came back, a wave of emotions she never thought possible overcame her. His touch sent shivers down her body, he swayed in time with her to the music, and when they kissed her heart felt something she thought it could never feel. Finally, after a year of trying to forget the prince, the girl realized she was in love with him and he would always have her heart. She was prepared to tell him this, tell him that she did love him, she always loved him, and would ask for a second chance. But this is not a fairytale, there is no happy ending to this story, because the prince now belonged to someone else. Devastated, the girl smiled at her prince and told him to be happy, all the while she screamed on the inside, knowing some other girl got to touch his face and hold his hand. Some other girl got to fall asleep in his arms, and that someone else would look into those blue eyes and see the love she threw away.
Lyrical Love,
Cara
