"They called us a fairytale" you said
Who would have thought that that one sentence would hold so much within it.
You needed to voice them, I know this, but boy did they hit.
You see... they may have called you a fairytale but that was not reality.
Reality was a childhood love, a kiss in the sandbox that you turned into one of Shakespeares sonnets.
"And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare/As any she belief with false compare"