Rose colored glasses

I had seen you with rose colored glasses, and every time  you hurt me, did something wrong or made me lose a little bit of trust in you. The sensation of wanting to rip them off grew more and more over the months that ticked away like a never ending clock. Wishing it would have struck 12 for me to run away just as Cinderella did. 

minus the slipper.

But you knew once the shades were removed, that once ‘great oh so amazing person’ would suddenly disappear like magic. So you glued them to my face — and in return I popped the lenses out so you wouldn’t know. 

A smile here, a smile there. The pit in my gut seemed never ending like Goldie locks looking for porridge and when you finally put your hands on me; I knew I was drowning. As a little girl I had always wished to swim like Ariel but you figured out.

Mermaids can’t swim without tails

And suddenly despite the ‘I’ll change, I’ll do betters’ I was suffocating and maybe sleeping wishing I didn’t wake up like aurora in her never ending rest.

when my mom saw through your rose colored cloak

you went after my family, my friends. Manipulated lies like all of the villains in storybooks I had been warned about. 

Rose colored glasses I wish had been taught as a little girl

Because just as all things end 

love ends to