A/N: Not really sure if this would constitute as a songfic, it's one I wrote myself. I just thought I had an idea and thought it would fit. I don't normally write songs, so I apologize if it sounds a bit funny.

Perfect Fairytale

Shattered glass, the angel falls.

Where were you to save me?

Broken promises, whispered words,

Why isn't it like you say it'd always be?

It had been so long since he'd left, since he's said he'd be back. All the promises he made.

He'd take care of her, he said.

He'd be back, he said.

All lies.

Where was he now that she was falling apart?

My Prince is gone,

Turned to ash.

My castle's for sale

Cause nothing lasts.

She'd given up on him a long time ago. He was never coming back. She had been stupid to think he wanted anything more than to protect her, but now he wasn't even there to do that.

You're not real

And fairytales don't exist.

You left me holding the torch

Too blind to see it burn.

I wanted to hate you,

Look how the tables have turned.

She hated herself for loving him.

Hated herself more for thinking he'd love her back.

The Phoenix dies, the horses slayed

My perfect world is gone.

How could you have been this cruel?

Just look at what you've done.

When Jean died, it hit everyone hard, but no one noticed the little girl who had grown into a woman pining the death of something different.

He had loved her.

Not just flirted with her out of masculine habit, or to piss Scott off, but actually loved her.

Rogue remembered bitterly, the kiss they had shared.

Shared.

She had kissed him back, not pulled away like a good, engaged woman should.

She had died that night.

And he had been the one holding the knife.

My Prince is gone,

Turned to ash.

My castle's for sale

Cause nothing lasts.

You're not real

And fairytales don't exist.

Perfect Fairytale

Shattered glass, the angel falls.

Where were you to save me?

Broken promises, whispered words,

Why isn't it like you say it'd always be?

My Prince is gone,

Turned to ash.

My castle's for sale

Cause nothing lasts.

You're not real

And fairytales don't exist.

You left me holding the torch

Too blind to see it burn.

I wanted to hate you,

Look how the tables have turned.

The Phoenix dies, the horses slayed

My perfect world is gone.

How could you have been this cruel?

Just look at what you've done.

My Prince is gone,

Turned to ash.

My castle's for sale

Cause nothing lasts.

You're not real

And fairytales don't exist.