You're Not This Season

Hey, Prince Charming,
I found your glass
Slipper, but this shoe
Size fits more than
One person--
So how do I know
You aren't tricking
Me?
Why do you run away
At the stroke of midnight,
Leaving me with only
Misguided fantasies about
The man inside the sparkling
Pumpkin coach?
And who the hell rides
Inside a pumpkin,
Anyway?
Gourds are like,
So next season--
It's not even September
Yet.

So maybe I'll just keep
Your glass slipper as a
Memento of what I thought
We had,
Until I realized that I didn't
Know you at all,
And this shoe represents
A shining wish--
A wish that doesn't
Fit your foot.