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you tell me that you have to leave;
i cry into your chest.
i beg you not to leave,
and you know the rest.

but then a twist arises
in our little story,
as my mom continually yells
that my outfit is whorey.

you say it is possible
that you won't have to leave,
while my brother watches from the corner
and pretends to heave.

"true love's kiss is what i need," he says
as i open my umbrella.
then i feel like i've walked straight
into cinderella.

i feel reluctant to try at all
as we walk through the rain,
because how he tells me
reminds me of past pain.

we hug goodbye
and he shuts the door,
so i cry my tears
and don't want this anymore.

limited time, i have
to attempt my kiss,
but every time,
each chance, i miss.

now i've run
quite out of time
and am crying too hard
to continue this rhyme...

but i must make
it perfectly clear
the kiss is the key
here...