Her Superhero.

He came.

He smiled.

He laughed.

They talked.

They cried.

They laughed.

He made her smile.

He made her believe in her dreams.

He made her believe in fairy-tales.

He came,

He played.

He laughed.

He smiled.

He grinned.

He left.

Red Riding Hood killed the wolf on her own.

Cinderella was her own fairy.

She found the shoe on her own,

Made a fortune on her own.

Fairy-tales were still true,

Just the endings were not the same.

The only thing his games taught her,

"She was her own superhero".

- AnshuSharma