I remember those moments

Where we made a promise

To be as happy as in a fairy-tale story.

We would always seek together the next part.

Wondering where life would take us.

I miss you.

There were the times when you

Made me smile with that smile of yours. These were the moments

I loved of us.

These times would assure the promise

That we would never part,

Like another fairy-tale story.

Our cherished time together would be spent telling each other stories,

And laughing about you

Or even me. But this was the joy in having a part

In a relationship. Such moments

Would be kept in the flash of a camera, keeping our promise

Saved in photographs of us.

Everyone believed in who we would be, in us,

That no one could copy a story

like ours. Everyone was sure our promise

Would be upheld, but what about you?

What about all our moments,

Or did you really plan on playing a part?

I guess it was a fault on my part

To believe in us,

To believe that what happened in our moments

Were really true. I was too childish to believe in our story

And that my “Prince Charming” would be you.

Now, it’s time to make a new promise.

Not one to you, but a promise

To myself. It’s time to look at the next part,

A life without you.

I need to find me a new “us”,

Waking up from this fairy-tale story.

It’s time to move on from the past moments.

I look past at those moments promised in the photographs,

Remembering what it meant to be with you, what it meant to be us.

Now, I only wonder about the next part of my story.