fairytale...

it is a fairytale...

it is one...
i want it to be a fairytale,
and thus
it is a fairytale...

my existence
is a fairytale,
i make it a fairytale,

would you be part, half-part of it?
you won't,
because
if you do then
it just might not be a fairytale...

you break my heart
every time i see you,
and that
is what makes it a fairytale...

fairytale
rarely ends...
it has an apparent end,
a deceiving end,
and that
is what makes a fairytale,
a fairytale...

every time
i express,
affection
adoration
attraction
emotion
passion
frustration
anxiety...
it comes from
a space of
being non-rational...
and that
is what makes it to be a fairytale
a fairytale...

anyway...