picture perfect love.

A picture perfect love, a fairytale I thought. I was told rumors, but for love, I fought. We fell fast, and it didn't slow down. I fell in love with you and that town. But then reality set in, the image shattered. I had to question if I even mattered. In the silence, I searched for a clue, To whom you are under the charm and view, Your love was fake, and the myths were real, I hit the ground, forced to heal. I hate you, and I hate this place too. I can't leave, and I can't start new. So here I am, stuck in this hell. I guess all photos molder as well.