what if they walk away
and the fairytale never comes?
will you cling to what isn’t there?
or will you know an ending
when you see the period firmly in place?
what will you do when the day pours herself before you
and all you can think of is the night?
and the night, so full of promises, what if he leaves you empty?
will you keep lying in the dark staring at the horizon,
hoping the stars align to do the wishing?
or do you cast your own?
what if love stories are not about lovers,
but tales of how we find ourselves?
will you close the book
and get lost in the unknown
or will you keep reading?
will you keep hoping for the life you want,
or will you make it your own?
what will you do when you realize
that the ones who leave you
with so many unanswered questions,
are the ones
who fear the answers
the most?
