I'm going to tell you a story,
A story of a fairy tale gone wrong,
Of broken hearts and shattered dreams,
Of pain that flows into words.
If you are looking for a happy ending,
Turn away now.
If you are searching for an escape from reality,
You will not find it here.
This is the story of a girl.
A young girl,
With an open mind,
Willing to accept anyone into her heart.
Her heart wasn't pure,
She had a dangerous past,
But her eyes looked to the future.
Before she closed her eyes,
She would look up at the sky,
And search for a miracle.
She needed help,
She needed some one to reach down and help her back up,
From where she had fallen on the ground.
She had held strong.
She couldn't walk,
But she could crawl.
She crawled as far as she could in life,
But she needed someone.
Then one cold May night,
Out of the darkness,
Came a shooting star.
Lighting up the sky.
She whispered out her wish,
The thing she dared to dream of,
Her wish upon a star,
"Let me find some one to love."
And then, to her great surprise,
Some one came.
A simple lad,
With a complex nature.
He would make her smile.
He would make her laugh.
He would make her think,
Maybe her life wasn't so bad.
He had his flaws,
They all do,
They were both writers,
The pen was the tool of their trade,
And their hearts and emotions,
Then out of the blue,
He messaged her,
A message which put fear in her heart and happiness in her soul.
I love you.
Such simple words,
But more then she could imagine.
Did she love him?
Or was this another failed dream meant to stay sleeping?
With dawning realisation,
That she loved him too.
Life was good,
She spent day after day talking,
Day dream after day dream,
Imagining their time together.
But this was no happy ever after.
As I said at the start,
This is a fairy tale gone wrong,
This is reality.
The boy she loved,
As I am sure you can guess,
Did not love her back.
He was desperate,
Just like she had been.
He needed to be loved,
He wanted to be loved.
When the star passed over his head,
That cold May night,
He wished for something similar but quite different.
"I wish some one would love me."
He did not love her,
His words had been empty from the start.
He loved the idea of being in love,
And about having a person love him.
He wanted it so badly.
He wanted to hold a love and be able to hear whisper those words,
The words which seemed forbidden from him.
The words he wished to hear.
The very same words,
She wished to say.
To kiss the one she loved,
and whisper that sacred sentence.
They are alone now.
The girl once more,
Searching for some one to love,
But she's edited her wish now.
The boy sits by his window,
Looking into space,
Looking for some one who will love him.
Some one who he can stand by.
You see children,
Be careful what you wish for.
If you don't wish it right,
You may get your wish.
Wouldn't the world be simpler,
If wishes on a star don't come true?
This is a story,
Of a failed fairy tale.
This is the story,
Of the girl who wished to love,
And the boy who wished to be loved.
And how their lives crashed together and left chaos in their wake.
For love to be true and sincere,
It needs to flow both ways.
But if one persons feelings are empty,
Brought to life by wanting those feelings too much...
Get ready for catastrophe.
True love is a dangerous potion.
Rarely brewed right.
You've heard my tale,
Of woe and sorrow.
Of a girl with a shattered heart,
And a boy with shattered dreams.
So next time,
It's late on a cold May night,
And a shooting star passes over head,
Be careful what you wish for.
Just in case my next story is about you.