Lost Cinderella
by Xielleruby
We've met in the most unusual way.
It's magical, like the story plot in a fairytale.
The chapter where I wish I could stay.
Where laughs and love we shared can't be measured with any scale.
But not until I asked for a wish.
Fool. A dream that a fairy godmother's wand couldn't give.
Could our story have its infinite pages?
There you'll stay, we would dance forever, and not until twelve.
But before even hearing the last chime, you're the first one who left.
You didn't tell me why but I know it's the noise of the crowd.
I'm Cinderella without glass slippers,
but will you still search for me?
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