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