Ever After.

Dec. 21, 2016

This is my ever after.

My happily riding into the sunset.

Except, its just myself and I couldn’t get the horse to move so I am riding this bike with the squeaky chain.


This word keeps creeping up my throat. Alone.

I couldn’t make our forever last until the after.

The brake lines were cut on this bicycle; i’m crashing down the hill straight into the sun.

Turned to ash.

Rising as a phoenix from the ashes of our abandoned love and okay that my ever after queen has become myself.


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