twenty years from now you will be dissapointed by the things you didnt do than by the ones you did do.

We All Have a Story, of Adolescence and All It's Glory.

This is a story about a girl.

The girl who has always been a loyal believer of the fairytales.

The girl who believes every story starts with a 'Once upon a time...'

And ends with a 'happily ever after..'

Eventhough she is aware that reality would always try to break into her thoughts and whisper the heartbreaking words, "Life is not a fairytale, sweetheart. Wake up."

But poor girl, she would shook her head and hold her ears, refusing to listen.

Little did she know, there will come a day where all her hopes will be destroyed,

by just a small but hurting action of a person whom she put all her love to.

I always like to start my story with 'Once upon a time...' and although i try my best to end it with a 'happily ever after..', there will always be that something which i come across down the road that leads my story to the opposite way. And this is just one of my unsuccessful attempts of turning my life into a storybook.


I fell in love. He was not a prince, nor did he own a white horse. He was once just a small boy with a dream. We lived in a small area of a town, too far away from the hustle bustle of the city. Years passed by, we grew out of our soft skins and in a blink of an eyes, we were as tall as a tree.


As i think about all this, i count the moments we are apart and realise, we have left that phase of adolescence 5 years ago. As my mind revolves around you, i feel my heart conquered by hopelessness and i wonder, out of millions people on earth, why did i fall in love with you? 

Eventhough i knew, it would be impossible to wait on you because, well...it's simple. You will never love me. throughout that 5 years, im sure that you must be in love with someone. though it hurts me to convince myself, but i can't close my eyes to the possibility. I guess this is just me. Always wanting the impossible. well, they all say the forbidden fruit is the sweetest...


I wish i can end this with a 'happily ever after.' but reality won't let me.



Goodbye, prince.
















Music: She Will Be Loved - Maroon 5
Quote:  Dear heart, why him?