tell them the fairytale gone bad.

i grabbed his keys and i saw the picture.
her picture.
yes, she was beautiful, of course, very beautiful.
and they were sweet together.
how can I do this, when I want them together?
no place for my asss.
it's time for new fairytales.
in spite of my big desire to rush on that one.
no chance to be the second choice.
i'm forced to
end this story.