Death of a fairytale love

Smiles are emitted, laughter is found. 

Deep in your heart, love is a protruding sound.

Holding hands, your feet and toes tickling in the sand. 

Making sure everything you say can be easy to understand.

Playing in the grass tickling each other and wishing.

the laughter brightens up the sky and makes you feel

as though you could fly.

What will the next day bring?

He said those words that brought a tear to my eye.

"I'm in love with you."

I knew just then there would be a good bye.

He dried my tears and kissed my eye.

that feeling made my hearts pain subside.

Each day goes by, lately he makes me cry.

He calls less and is absent when I need him.

Some days I walk to his house on a whim.

Then with our friends all around, he said that word.

bye.

His hand reached inside my chest and ripped out my heart.

That's when I felt he and I had fallen apart. 

The butterflies died and my heart shriveled inside.

That's when the hole he filled, emptied and a part of me died.

Now, I cry every night.

Every time he's in my sight. 

I know that we will never be again but I still have the fight.

Those words still sing like the devil in my ears,

"you have been victim to death of a fairytale love."