I Don't Believe in Soulmates

I don't believe in a soulmate

That's a fictional topic

The same way fairies and elves are, but

There is a hint of reality in every fairy tale

A tale of two includes a man and a woman

A hero and a damsel, a knight and a princess

But this tale has no hero, no knight, no damsel, and no princess

There is no dragon to slay and no beast to change

This tale—and you know it's a tale

Because it starts with a vampire

A woman with raven-black hair and blue eyes

With a red dress and a smile, charming and sly

She knows this woman who uses magic

With purple skin and pink-silver hair

With pink eyes and a shadowing grey hood

She's mysterious and enchanting

Our first girl is pulled in immediately

She stumbles over her words

She can't help herself when she smiles

She's falling hard and falling fast

Our second girl is cool, calm, and collected

She keeps her expression relaxed

She holds on to composure

But she's falling for this vampire woman

Mind you, I don't believe it's true

But to make a long story short,

The chemistry between these two

Was something that—for a story—was so real

I reiterate it again and again

There's no such thing as soulmates

They're just as real as the fairy tales

But now I fear that maybe now,

I might be the one in a fairy tale