not a fairytale love story

January 10, 2010
two years short of a decade, it had been an ideal romance. one that started out one unforgettable afternoon, before a huge flashing curtain, among the faceless crowd where the boy took the courage to say what his heart had been longing for and got a pleasant response from the girl he promised not to hurt, ever. eight years later, the boy for the most part, if not throughout, stayed true to his promise. he could never stand causing his girl even the slightest hurt or pain or ache. on the other hand, the girl loved him so much, so intense the boy never knew such deep a love could exist. they were so in love, each the reason for the other’s smile, and laughter. but theirs was a love that was not perfect. and fate had its cruel ways of bringing menace to any relationship. parting, a vicious and unforgiving saboteur even to love as strong and stable as theirs. and so it happened, the girl had to leave for a while. its effects could be troubling, the boy knew this and so acted on it. several months passed, the boy mindfully refused to accept he was missing the girl. he thought it would bring nothing but misery and solitude and hurting. he was wrong. that was the dumbest thing he did, the greatest mistake he made, the foolest action, or inaction, he ever took. but he was back to his senses, that after giving loneliness a shot. he gave in to the curse that befell their relationship, acknowledged the reality that he was missing her, all along. after all the holding back, restraining and denial he admitted finally that he terribly missed her, yet what happened next surprised him. he felt no solitude, no forlornness, not even hurting. all he found was, well, love. love that had always been there since that one afternoon before a huge flashing curtain, among the faceless crowd. love that made him feel special and had brought nothing but joy and happiness in his life.this is not a fairytale love story, but i’m pretty sure the boy and the girl will live happily ever after as soon as they’re back in each other’s waiting arms. i love you tin. damn i miss you so much. here waiting…