You see, honey,
The glass slipper
Isn’t going to fit me.
My feet are too big,
My heart is too broken,
And the love I have
Is little compared to
The love you need.
I could always try
To set you free,
But I’d never win,
I never could compete.
I’m just a simple
Heart who once
Had a pair of wings.
But now I soar with
Only my voice as I
Let myself sing.
You can hear me through
The whistling wind in
The branches of trees,
And the stinging of bees.
You can hear me in the ocean
As it gets caught in a conch shell,
For you to have forever,
For you to hear me forever.
But I must stay that way,
Far enough away,
So that we could never touch.
It’s not that I don’t love you,
It’s that I can’t love you enough.
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