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they all hope
happy ever after exists
and they will find it
somewhere
but i wish to never hold its
porcelain fingers.
they all dream
of sunshine
and rainbows
but I wait for the rain
so that my soul
can dance
along with the drops.
i never want to be handed
a perfect bouquet of roses
i want the wind
and the wildflowers
and the waves when they roar
so i can ride them.
i hope red ribbons and neat boxes
are a wild fantasy.
because it sounds like a nightmare to me.
About the Creator
Sara
Don’t look for love.
Be love.



Comments (6)
Beautiful in words and perspective! Better to have the raw beauty of life 💙Anneliese
Beautiful! 🥰
This is wonderfully written. Very well done!
Every time I read your work, I feel as if I am talking to a version of me that believes in fairytales, and we love this poetry so much!
Sounds like a nightmare to me too. This was wonderful, and reminded me of my favorite Tori Amos lyrics— “Give me life Give me pain Give me myself again” We lose ourselves when we try to be some else’s happily ever after.
Very sad but also the Disney fantasy is just a fantasy, I feel. It's not really real real love. Beautiful work, as always Sara!