Cursed

I was born with a curse

Those I love can’t seem to love each other

Most often my life’s like a bookshelf

Full of characters I care about

And these characters have a lot in common on paper but rarely mix

Staying largely between their respective covers

But when they do mix it’s more like a sitcom

Anxiety takes hold and I can’t just sit calm

Like the main character with two dates

Scrambling to keep both parties happy

Waiting for the curse to announce itself and ruin the night

Sometimes these nights work out but I’m looking for more than cameos

I’m trying to build a franchise

That lasts for my whole life

Sequel after sequel

Night after night