Cole Troyer

My Cinderella - Poem by Cole Troyer

We used to love, we used to dance.
But something happened to make the love vanish.
The dance ended as my Cinderella left me, slipping through my hands like the sands of time.

Now I'm hiding all my pain as I wonder if she's doing the same. Everyone asks if I'm fine, and that I'll move on someday, and I know this is true, but for now, I want my Cinderella back.

It hurts to think about it, no matter what I do, the dreams of the past haunt me.The laughs, smiles, hugs, dates, and kisses. They all won't leave me alone, as I keep wanting her back, nights of restless sleep for a few weeks.

I act like I'm fie, but in reality, I just want her to give me one more chance, perhaps a dance. We would dance slowly, just like before, and I would smile, because I would have my Cinderella back.

Comments about My Cinderella by Cole Troyer

  • Soulful Heart (12/6/2014 1:23:00 AM)

    I can connect with every word of this poem....a cindrella dream slipping out of our hands and the helpelessness of it....welll written and poised... (Report) Reply

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  • Rajendran Muthiah (1/13/2012 1:30:00 PM)

    You are sleepless with haunting dreams! May Cinderella come and dance with you and give you another chance to prove your fidelity. A good poem! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 13, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 14, 2012

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