"There was a time I used to sing
Of the arrows, the bows and cupid’s wings
There was a time I once believed
The epic stories the screens once weaved"
Yet as time had me passed by
And my mind and heart matured
I now ask, is love truly real?
Or am I just a victim of literature?
Was there really such a thing
As a love beyond the worth of gold?
Was it purely foolhardy fiction?
Or was it simply lost to the time of old?
Is it really out there?
This love that will forever last?
Is it found only in fairy tales?
Or was it only in the past?
And as I dwell in fickle loneliness
Naively wishing for my romantic fate
I find myself asking the question
Was I a fool or simply born too late?
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