24 Hours... Poem by Tohru Frost

Feelings that I though I’d never feel,
It had seemed I could heal.
The answer I got,
Made my blood boil and hot.
Not from anger,
But from happiness,
A kind of excitement that I had never felt.
My heart beats were wrapped with a belt,
Every step I took was no longer a step,
But a hop,
This wasn’t a secret and it wouldn’t be kept,
I had entered Cupids shop.
I knew it would last,
But this thought was cast,
As the end of the day came,
I was the only one I could blame.
A trick can kill,
And this one made me sick and ill.
Ill move on for now,
I won’t have a cow.
Ill keep my broken self locked away,
At night I pretend to sleep,
But all ill do is lay.
The feeling of love I will keep,
For only friends and family,
No longer for ones who will though it out.
No doubt,
It was a 24 hour fairytale.
And it had an end.