Glitter and Glue

by, Cassandra

I think I want a fairy tale.

Something like
"he holds her hand
under the stars,
and together
they fall off
the edge of
the world.
"

Glitter and glue,
glitz and glamour,
all tied up with grit
and stifled gasps.

Something so broken,
that in its imperfection,
it's almost…beautiful.

Simply you,
and complex me.
Razor sharp smiles
and lines softened,
faded by time.

Step by step down this
crushed glass road,
as ribbons of red
bleed from the souls.

I think I need a fairy tale.