No more fairytales for you

He used to stare right through you with those pretty blue eyes His soul touched yours in a way You still can’t really understand You like to think that What you had was real And that when he told you he loved you More than anything, That it was true at the time. The sun rises, and it’s beautiful He was your sun, he lit up your day And then he let the clouds through And left you stuck in the rain Where was the sun, When you needed some light? Where were those pretty blue eyes When you needed someone to look at you And tell you they love you, And mean it. He made your heart beat Like those drums he used to play With a rhythm so steady You came to rely on it. When the music stopped, You couldn’t help but wonder if maybe Your heart stopped too. You keep waiting for him, to save you. To be your hero. But you’re starting to realize that this isn’t a movie And your life is not a fairytale.