Post by shiina on Feb 28, 2010 1:19:40 GMT -5
|TITLE| Distance
|RATING| PG
|THEME| Pain(?)
|NOTES| People keep asking me "why did you break up with Chris???" I guess my illusion of happiness was pretty good. Well here's a bit of truth to clear up any misconceptions for you. Here's why I did it.
Screaming from the memory of another Cinderella story,
Saved by the perfect prince astride a handsome white steed.
And I sat, watching from afar as this girl smiled:
My smile. My face. My body. My name.
While I looked on, miserable, watching through a distant fog,
Through the tears of a crystal ball envisioned in my mind.
She smiled, I cried, and he leaned in to kiss her.
But she turned away, and I could see the hurt she felt.
And for a moment I was her.
For a moment I was me.
For a moment I refused him.
Until he tried again, and I was pushed away.
Machinery takes over, and I'm caged inside.
Once again, I'm forced to look from a distance with a broken heart.
I don't love him, this knight in shining armor.
She doesn't love him, this prince that came to save.
For I am her, and she is me.
Yet I am too afraid, and her too passive to say no.
So I gaze on still, at the events that take place.
Each hug, each kiss, each steady stare he gives her.
And I cry for her at night.
|RATING| PG
|THEME| Pain(?)
|NOTES| People keep asking me "why did you break up with Chris???" I guess my illusion of happiness was pretty good. Well here's a bit of truth to clear up any misconceptions for you. Here's why I did it.
Screaming from the memory of another Cinderella story,
Saved by the perfect prince astride a handsome white steed.
And I sat, watching from afar as this girl smiled:
My smile. My face. My body. My name.
While I looked on, miserable, watching through a distant fog,
Through the tears of a crystal ball envisioned in my mind.
She smiled, I cried, and he leaned in to kiss her.
But she turned away, and I could see the hurt she felt.
And for a moment I was her.
For a moment I was me.
For a moment I refused him.
Until he tried again, and I was pushed away.
Machinery takes over, and I'm caged inside.
Once again, I'm forced to look from a distance with a broken heart.
I don't love him, this knight in shining armor.
She doesn't love him, this prince that came to save.
For I am her, and she is me.
Yet I am too afraid, and her too passive to say no.
So I gaze on still, at the events that take place.
Each hug, each kiss, each steady stare he gives her.
And I cry for her at night.