a boy who's love i used to enjoy took to calling me cendrillon, the french for 'cinderella.'
i never really grew to love him back, but i shall never forget the intonatations behind the nickname. and now that i am in love with a new different boy that is not him, a boy that is worth my affections, all i can think is
oh cendrillon.
doesn't it feel good to be in love with someone.
when you've always had to be with noone.
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