
~i let you enter my home and invade my sleep. but the glass slipper was never mine to wear~
~i let the birds carry my voice away; but it never carries back to you- so i tie my hair back with seaweed and let the tides take me beneath~
~i wish i hadn’t carved your name on the walls of my pumpkin carriage like nothing could go wrong. i didn’t know loss until you taught me~
