Cinderella asks for a SIGN.

She knows she can forgive her broken shoe, but it saddens her that it kills her to forget.

Because she remembers every single detail, every single line that almost crash her happy ending.

And she worries every single day that one miss step and it will totally shatter.

Her love for its sole is never a question but she knows one thing beyond repair and now sitting still in one corner of her vision- her trust.

Dear broken shoe,

Help me to forget.

Because it still hurts.

Because there are still days that I doubt on you and there are still times that I ask:

“Am I doing the right thing?”

Because I need to clinch everything until it all sweeps away.

Let me see that genuine glass again like before and once again believe.

Let me witness that sign I asked, to assure me that yes, it is me and like what you promised- it will be worth it.

And when that day comes that I will put you on my foot, I will be confident again to stand and walk and say to myself: 

“This is the perfect pair I’ve been waiting to wear!”

Love,

Cinderella

Cinderella’s Broken Shoe

She was on her way to happy ending and ready to put on that pair with a promise of forever, when she noticed that crack on her polished glass shoe. 

She has been aware of that tiny line that once threatened her shoe to break but she chose not to mind it.  Because she was holding on to one thing- her TRUST.

She suddenly had worries trying it on, afraid it may not fit anymore or that crack might wound her once bruised feet. 

She doubted if this will still be the fairytale she has ever dream of.

Afraid if this is still the same pair she has been waiting to wear for the rest of her life.

She tried to hide it and just let it pass, but it reminded her of that fear she once had.

She remembered that feeling;

That kick in her stomach that wanted her to throw up;

That stoned shape thing inside her heart;

That stillness in her spine.

She remembered  exactly what this is.

She remembered pain.

Then she realized: it is not just a memory, it is real.

And it hurts. It fuckin hurts!

Cinderella looked at her broken shoe and prayed:

If this is still worth it, so be it. :(

“Trust is like a broken heel, you can still fix it.. but it will never look the same.”