Why I Kept This Cinderella-like Gown

November 16, 2010
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As I go upstairs, I see that wooden bedroom door.
Hesitating, whether to open it or not,I pause. Thoughts, memories run through my mind.
I crack the door open to make sure your not lying there.

I close the door to get a gasp of air. Crack it open again only to see your white fairytale gown, the only memory I have of your last night.

I want to get away, run back out of the door.My world has crashed upon me.

I go back in, lay in your bed and tears fall down me.
I feel your presence with me.
This beautiful dress still lying there.

Thoughts, memories run through my mind,
Flashes of my last night seeing you look like a princess.
I feel a burn in my eyes.

I know these tears can’t bring you back, But I could never forget you and how beautiful you looked that night.

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