He still chose Her.
Why?
What is so special about Her that He stays?
She is nothing,
but yet he sees perfection that was never there,
and like the Itsy-Bitsy Spider he keeps climbing up the spout
because each time he falls boosts his determination.
Why?
He is fighting a losing battle,
trying over and over to put Humpty Dumpty back together
when not even the Kings men could.
He is fights a war that He cannot win.
She is broken.
More than even She
realizes.
She hides behind smiles and laughs but at midnight,
Her heart cries
to the ear-shattering silence.
Why bother?
Why cry when no one can hear?
She
believes he is a Prince,
and she is a beggar at worst.
He says she is a Queen,
and thinks himself a glorified peasant.
Neither believes they deserve a happy
ending,
but both do.
They have been through too much,
and need each other, but
she is closed.
To everyone.
Theirs is a tragic Fairy-Tale…
for when you don’t
give something the belief it needs to survive,
it quits trying to live.
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