No More Moving On

People might have said I was Cinderella, and he was the prince charming.

We flew around the dancing floor, time seems to freeze.

There I was, unable to deny that nothing could have gone wrong.

We were like inventors, inventing an unbreakable "it".

My vein sipped a drop of it, and like poison, it slowly sticked itself to every cell there was.

It knocked on my unlocked door, came in, and locked itself from the inside.

I was stuck in my own space, so I ran away to nowhere.

They might tell him to search for me through the castle.

Oh, I was afraid to say that I have no glass slipper to leave him with.

Yes, I escaped successfully, while he closed all doors in his castle, searching and looking, but never found a single trace.

As I hid myself in a disguise, I could hear people talking, guessing who or what could have caused him to officially imprison himself.

The poison in me boiled up, as I consumed the news around the castle.

Still, I didn't want to go to any doctor in town.

Instead, I experimented on the cure to this disease, I and he had.

Then, I realized that the cure was the poison itself.

Satisfying the fear of going to his castle, I wrote a letter and sent it to him.

"Remember all the things we planned and dreamed of; they're never meant to work out right.

The fire which has been burning; our tears are meant to burn it out.

Even though it's difficult, but I know you'll find another that does not always make you want to cry.

We both know that it's wrong, and you can't just make it feel right.

Our yesterdays may be beautiful; however, we cannot stay in the crossroads.

You know I have to go north when you're going south; there's no end point for us to meet.

Let's leave all those broken dreams and false hopes.

Don't let the word, impossible, fall out from your mouth.

I am here to show you that although it seems like the longest winter without you, I have started a ride away.

Don't feel condemned for the guile is not yours; you could not have cared more, but I cared for you too much that I want you to move on.

Even though I know it will hurt to heal, I was able to bare it; therefore, you shall too.

Worry no more of me, for there's no more moving on for me, I am already gone."