Her Story
Her Story
In her story, I’m nothing more than a chapter,
Yet my heart is still captured.
Like Icarus I flew to the sun of her eyes,
Hoping for just one kiss before I die.
This plastic wing couldn’t bear the weight,
And us being together wasn’t part of fate.
As I stare into her iridescent eyes,
Knowing it wasn’t destined to be you and I.
