Cinders
He came, I went
Hiding who we are
Swinging around in our façades and gowns
Scared and vengeful to the world
We stopped
Delighting in each other bliss
Thinking of others in a selfish era
Family, duty, magic
We were happy
We were superficial
Hoping to never end
Evading the truth
We cultivated something rooted on lies
Becoming not so different from the world around us
Becoming what we hated
Becoming King and Queen, power and might
We fought
Lettuce not kale
Separate not together
We cried
The tears left
So did the pain
So did he
So did I