World of fantasy

Be my happy ending. Like a fairytale where the princess meets the prince. Be my melody so I could listen to your voice on repeat. Be my sunshine and light my world, be my flower so that I could see the butterflies in your eyes, be with me holding my hand until day break and the moon comes out. Be my star and shine upon the sky. Be my happiness so that my sadness melts away. Your presence makes my life complete. Your my fairytale and my happy ever after. Your the prince in my fairytale. Your mystery to every happiness. Your my everything that I wish for. Be my happy ending.

I'm sorry for lying I'm sorry for hurting you. Let me go now for I have done sins that can never be forgotten. Your memories will stay  With me forever as I sink deeper being tangled with all the problems I've caused now I must face it and await for the consequences to come.im sorry for the times I said I didn't need you in my life,that was the not true at all I always needed you but didn't want you to have my dark past Harbour your beautiful future ahead. For you I must let go,for you and your future I must distory myself. It's the only way. Please be happy the things we did cannot be forgotten but move on for me. Your life is more important than mine. I can no longer hold onto you. I'll remember your smile and I'll remember you laugh, those happiness and warmth I got from you.thank you for everything.my time is up.if there is another life I wish to meet you again as an ordinary person.for you my love will never die....

Looking down like there were another me through waters,thinking was she better or was she sad like me.why is her eyes full of tears why is she sad. Was there an answer no it was not. I'll keep looking at my reflection knowing that it would make no change but I'll keep looking. Oh is that how I look or am I not as others say iam, what if there are another dimension beneath my reflection. Does it make sense to be so imaginative, or am I too stupid for that. People say reflection cannot lie than why do I feel sad when  I look at myself. Does it hurt to be me, I always ask myself. Are you happy what you are now. I cannot reply myself. Being me was the only thing I ever knew, tried so many times to change myself but little did I know I'll lose myself in the process. So now my reflection is just another me another person lying beneath the dimension of my reflection.