Taking Back My Granted

Don’t be too flattered by my liking of you

I will run from your arms just as fast as I ran into them

I’m a runner regardless, my adrenaline provoked by self-esteem

I’m in that small space between a bitch and a boss

Throwing up the deuces like magic wands

You will go from being a prince to becoming a frog

Fairytales do come true

Especially when there are bad endings involved

I am fleeting Like vapor, a mere fog

Once you think you grasped me


I am gone.


By Janell Hihi Copyright@2016

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