will you still love me
summary: -when i am no longer young & beautiful? /-/ aphrodite girls and boys have hearts, too; or, a collection for the aphrodites. /-/ is this it? drew centric poetry
i. such selfish prayers
i.
is this it?
years of back stabbing and pink eyeliner
leads up to this?
no, that can't be right
this is supposed to be your crowning moment
a recapture of control
erasing the dissent dumpster queen caused
but then why is she standing there
[infuriatingly]
hands on hips
a
smug
little
bitch
who rips the crown from your hands
effortlessly
[is this what years of work gives her?]
ii.
they could be twins
they're mirrors, they're exactly the same
it's scary
and she wonders, not for the first time
how no one else ever sees
how could they call her blind, stupid, vain
when she's the only one with her eyes open?
iii.
oh, but she'll be fine
staring boredly as the little princess' stolen kingdom collapses in on itself
and plotting revenge and ransom notes
written in pink eyeliner
and a signature reading
'your secret twin'
a/n
someday i'll finish a project. maybe.
ya'll know this is going to be mostly drew whoops sorry not sorry