Fairy tales

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When I truly connect with a soul, this is a rare occasion.

I have a very easy going soul, but I find it difficult to really, truly connect.

I do not care for small talk. I care for deep conversations that will take me to your fairy land.

And I found him. And we soared through the clouds at night. We rode through the bright sun.

It was magical. But all good things do not seem to last forever. Even fairy dust ends up diminishing.

The wrong page was turned. The wrong words were written. They were inked on.  Then “poof” we went into two separate worlds.

And I truly miss that story, even though it had a horrible ending!

I love fairy tales with happy endings. Somehow my world seems to transport villains and they come off as true Kings. But once their spell is broken, I see who and what they really want.

Regardless, it was a beautiful story. Our souls connected. And this is rare.

Rareness will always be remembered, it is not everyday that I get to soar through sprinkled fairy dust.

Maybe, our stories will collide again.

Until then, I send only my fairy wishes to you.

Pained in Gray

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She took one step to the right,
Gray clouds covering her light,
Tears day and night,

What she does not know is that her path will only make her stronger,
Trials and triumphs are working her soul,
Like a mechanic turning a car into gold.

Tomorrow is not promised sweet child of earth,
Wipe your tears as you truly are stronger than told.

Our lives are a roller coaster of happiness and depression. Descended down low, but eventually up.

We all know pain,
Although it hurts,
We always gain
a stronger heart,
stronger love,
a stronger soul.

Smile at the moon tonight as he may be smiling at it too.

**To a sweet friend who is down low right now. She may not realize her depression will not last forever, but right now she is pained in that gray.

Each Other

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Do you remember our first date?
Wine all night,
Sensual kisses.

Do you remember when all I wanted was you?
You turned away leaving me at bay.

Do you remember when you realized I was your love.
I moved on.

Will we ever remember our first date? When all we wanted was each other.