Monday's latte art drew constellations
Your eyes blinked like summer solstice
We traced city lights on paper napkins
A prologue written in cinnamon scent
Oh darling we're dancing through sparkles
But even supernova fades to gray-
Seven days to build a kingdom
Seven nights to burn it down
From "happily ever after"
To fairy dust on subway ground
Our seven-day fairytale
Now just ticket stubs in rain
Tuesday's rain became our ballroom
Your laughter melted streetlight gold
We stole midnight from ticking clocks
Painted futures with wet hair strands
By Wednesday the coffee went cold
Your morning breath familiar as dawn
Thursday's silence grew ivy on walls
Friday found us speaking in code
Seven steps from bedroom to warzone
Seven words that shattered the throne
The crown you wove from dandelions
Now floats down storm drains alone
Our seven-day fairytale
Turns into pumpkin at five
Sunday's frost on empty pillow
I still hum our Tuesday tune
The end credits start rolling in-
Did we ever make it past June?