"the place where we didn't exist"

written and illustrated by Kit P

we fell in love in the place where we didn’t belong:

where you never smiled, and my hair was too long.

every touch was defiance; every act caused a fuss,

and we knew that the stories weren’t written for us.

we fell in love in the place where we couldn’t be seen,

and the town laid a curse; we were only sixteen,

but we minded the dragons and fought with the sword,

and we hoped for a future we couldn’t look toward.

climbing bleachers like towers, aware of the looks,

and they’d laugh in our faces and knock down our books;

we’d lacked our grand title, our name and our crown,

but we fought, tooth and nail; we were going to get out.

we fell in love in the place that wanted us dead,

where we couldn’t be loved and it couldn’t be said;

but we said it, we did, and we shook with the sound:

too young to be careful, too brave to lie down.

we fell in love in the place where we didn’t exist:

where we fell through the cracks, disappeared in the mist,

but we loved and we fought, and used love to resist,

and i felt revolution every time that we kissed.

there wasn’t an enemy we could see with the eye;

we couldn’t count the monsters, as hard as we tried,

and no one sang our praises, or penned our ever-after —

but maybe we’re more than a storybook chapter.

we made our own story; we wrote our own words.

we fought for the future we couldn’t look towards.

and we based it on impulse, on faith and on trust,

fell in love in a story not written for us.