In the quiet glow of midnight screens,
She whispers "hey" while shadows play,
Your heart paints her as destined queen,
Yet other names light up her day.
You chase the dream of "the one" so pure,
A fairy tale from childhood's shore,
But reality knocks at your door—
She's weighing hearts, and you're one more.
Let go the castle, the glass slipper's lie,
Rise as the king who claims his sky.
No more illusions, just truth's clear eye—
Your worth was never in her reply.