It was fairytale happiness
the kind I thought never came true
until a fireball shot me and all at once there was a realization
It wasn't you, it was the illusion I'd made you to be
And you stood there in reality with a hole in your shirt and bare feet
I choked when I tried to speak and I could say nothing
but something about an ice cream wish that never came to be
I cried at my stupidity, thinking that I could sugar coat a sour demon
I created you and you stood not understanding my words
And I walked off not so happily
to find that the you I thought was real, is somehow me

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