I believed in a fairy tale.
At least I tried to.
But my fairy tale ends with a broken heart.
She's a princess en assumed I was one to.
She was kind, gentle and more beautiful than a sunset on a perfect day.
But my heart couldn't bare the lie anymore.
So I asked her. "Could you ever see yourself with a poor handmaiden?"
She never even gave me an answer.
She just turned away and walked out of my life as sudden as she walked in.
Now I'm standing in the rain again.
Carrying my broken heart.
Wondering why my fairy tale had to end with a broken heart...