happy ever after

they all hope

happy ever after exists

and they will find it

somewhere

but i wish to never hold its

porcelain fingers.

they all dream

of sunshine

and rainbows

but I wait for the rain

so that my soul

can dance

along with the drops.

i never want to be handed

a perfect bouquet of roses

i want the wind

and the wildflowers

and the waves when they roar

so i can ride them.

i hope red ribbons and neat boxes

are a wild fantasy.

because it sounds like a nightmare to me.