Their Love, A Metaphor
He stands there At the window where he spent most of his childhood, Staring at the Rapunzel of his dreams; She tightens her grip on her window pane, Gazing at the beauty in the stars, The twinkle in her eyes and the tears saying a story; He stares at the only person that ever mattered, A guitar in hand and his perfectly fake smile, The pain scattered through his voice, As he sings ‘their’ song; She listens to every word like it was her only saving grace, The wedding gown feel