Fairy Tale Love is a thing in kid’s stories. The guy saves the girl and receives all the glory. Little did she know, once a month he would flip. Love and romance are dead. Time for a new script.
Love and stability are all I ever wanted. My mother`s words “he only wants one thing” run through my mind taunted. Coming home to an empty house, haunted. Knowing this is something he never even wanted.
Running to save my mind. I’m losing track of time.
Both feet at The Edge of The World.
I’m tired of everything. 10 years apart and still sitting at the start. 2 years together and still no ring. I’m starting to feel like this was just a fling.
I'll let him take charge like a good housewife should. Have my life locked down tight and good.
Be a good housewife. Cook and clean for days. Be like Cinderella love stories like to say. Play the good housewife, take all those chores away. You will learn real fast that’s the only reason he stays.
Not love, not connection, but your emotionless soul. Don’t you mind the mental toll. Emotions, I have those. Yeah, I have them locked away. Out of sight and mind, praying that he will stay. If I let them out, I’m scared of what I might become. Better to drown my feelings with a bottle of Rum.
If you haven’t guessed it, this wasn’t written in a day. “Words have meaning” is what YOU like to say. No, I didn’t want to write it out. It wasn’t just for fun. Again, let me spell it out “I’m not saying that I’m done”.
I'll be a good housewife cook and clean. Fairy Tale Love never prepared me to be this mean. The ink I’ve spilled to write this; I hope wasn’t in vain. This is the only for me to express to you that I am not insane.