I wrote a fairy tale poem when I was younger after a particular painful experience.  I submitted it to a poetry website but it was politely rejected:

I loved you

With every fiber in me

Each cell was woven

Honestly

It was all there for the taking

Kisses and words and love

The stuff that fairy tales

Spin

That shit

You buy

To wear in hope

And we go to the movies

To see

But nobody is

Watching This

We are not

‘Together’

That word isn’t used

Was never used

In our joint lives

We weren’t really even together

Except in moments

(More for you)

(I in the constant Hope.  That was all)

We were

Undeserving of a real title

Or real story to tell

And we will never

Be together

For that final

Happy Ending

In a story

That never even existed

But carried just the same amount of Love

As if it did

(The End)