Books Are Liars
Fairytales have ruined love.
I mean this the sense that they get our hopes up,
Only for our hearts to be crushed.
Shoot your shot and follow your dreams is what they teach us.
Getting each and every child's hopes up for a happy ending, only to have it shut down. Every hour of everyday makes us lose faith in our own futures.
No matter how hard we try, each time it ends too soon.
We miss our chance, we fall out of love.
What the stories forgot to mention is that everything comes with a price, not just magic.
Children grow up thinking every boy is a prince and every girl is a princess that will treat them right.
We seek comfort in the stories we read in books because they help us see that reality is not as great as it seems.
Words allow us to tell our stories good or bad, because perhaps it can help someone understand,
imperfections do not make us.
When I say that books are liars what i really mean is they tell the hard truth behind the sorrow.
Allowing a window to glimpse a part of yourself lost in a world where you get your happy ending after all.
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