Autofanfic

I always was a sucker for the stories
That went the way I hoped that they would go;
That opened up like shining morninglories
So perfect in their alabaster glow.
I liked to read of true loves reunited
Or recognized in those known for so long;
They always made me feel the most delighted
When I could harmonize the unheard song.
The stories that I liked sometimes meandered
Turning aside for twists, or turns, or bends
But (though some might accuse them that they pandered)
They always found their way to happy ends.
I always liked those tales. And now, with you,
I like them better, since they feel more true.