And Yet, the Crown Fell!

She thought love bowed

to l o g i c,

to c o n t r o l,

to H E R.

She thought if she was ENOUGH

pretty enough,

clever enough,

bro ken just the right way—

it would stay.

You can’t conquer it.

You can’t outsmart it.

You can’t OWN

someone who is

choosing to stay.

Love is NOT a pet you leash.

It’s a GHOST that haunts

when you try to trap it.

“You can rule a country.

You can rule a boardroom.

But try ruling a HEART

and watch it vanish.”

It doesn’t flinch at POWER.

It doesn’t kneel for PRIDE.

It slips through gold-ringed fingers

and sleeps where it’s SAFE,

not where it’s TOLD.