Saturday, 16 April 2011

Once

I use to believe
in once-upon-a-time.
then you showed me how quickly
a fairy tale could grow cold.

This was the beginning
of my growing old.

4 comments:

  1. Don't grow old too soon, dear Monster. It's a despicable evil unworthy of your attendance.

    You said something in Pip about being rare and noble. There can be no dispute that you are very much these and more. You really should be made Queen. I would serve you.

    If you knew me you would know how extremely highly that speaks of you, because nobody impresses me, man, woman or child. That's not arrogance. I've simply seen the highest that there can ever be, and yet you stood out against even that backdrop. Bravo, little Queen. It's especially amazing because you didn't mean to. And think that is what I love most about you. Such a treasure...

    If you ever decide to vanish you HAVE to at least tell me goodbye. Please. Don't forget.

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  3. ...and what I mean is, I am fulfilled just knowing that you live. And if you vanish without a word I will never have peace. I will never have the feeling that you are going to be alright, and it will haunt me.

    And if I know you, there's no need to reply. Just please remember.

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  4. And I also apologize, dear friend. I am bi-polar and have the most incredible time regulating my feelings. But know that I am sincere, and I am your greatest fan. And you are still incredible today.

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