Fairytale or nightmare

That  fine day
Spring blossoms didn't felt like the bougainvilleas of my garden
The crescent moon was lovely
The stars, the cosmics all aligned
Like they were prepared to witness
Witness your & mine existence, witness us
Witness our togetherhood
It rained, the leaves were drenched
Drops were like those pearls, they never cured my thirst of you,for you
But they paved my ways towards you
I walked down the streets, like i was walking down the aisle
Dressed in white, with flower bands around my hairline
Oh! Those flowers, the reds, the yellows,the blues
I never knew why the warm tones were my enemy & the cold tones my home
But you gave me shelter whenever i went cold
The soil was muddy but not enough to grip my feets, but it was hopelessly romanticized moist
I crossed the bridges, i almost sanked yk
But you, you were that canopy decorated with christmas lights, bells & lillies& bows, i was longing for
I lived, almost bruised & dead but
That day finally
I saw you, a mere glimpse of you
My specs went foggy, my vision blurred
Oh! I so hated that
You were thr, at the corner of that street
Or probably roaming around the square
I rmmber You were  either busy smoking the feelings out
Or drinking & puking the emotions outta your gut
I knew you never liked lady gaga songs but that day "the sun was alrdy down, but the stars just shown just for us"
I wanted to say "Hi"
To tell you our laughter was the most melodious
To ask you "will you be my augustus or will if i played lancaster or stella"
To hug you & never let you go
But thr is something about "wants"
We barely get them
You faded justin  matters of seconds
Guess what, it was another dream
Yes!  i saw you, a glimpse, a hoax
You are still a box full of summer candies
Warm as before
You are still sunshine or the guiding moonlight
You still look like the greatest movies of all time but will you
Will you stop being a tenant in the crevices of my heart?
'Cause now all hopes are dead & its a crime scene here & the blood is dried
They say " all you need to write poetries is just a sheet & bleed"
 But All i ever want to know is
Why the fairytales  become so scary when they dont have happy endings
are they still fairytales or they become something else, like nightmares?