Only me, after all
I've always thought that someday, I will meet the man of my dreams. I will meet him at the most unexpected time, where the universe will conspire just for us to fulfill our destiny. We will fall instantly with each other's eyes; will catch every breathe in every smile. I will wait for him no matter what, for I believe I was born for someone.
Days went by, as days turned into months, and months turned later to years. I kept praying and believing that he's out there, same as me, waiting and searching. High hopes in every new day, wishing that someday our paths will meet half way; holding on to what everyone called 'fate'.
I was searching everywhere, I traveled anywhere. I met different people along the way, but none of them fits in the missing piece I was looking since then.
I learned a lot as I wait. I got tired and bored almost every other day. I started to ask if I am really meant for someone. "How long should it take to make it more special?"
My heart got tired and eventually realized. It's time for me to stop and forget all my beliefs about fate and love. Not everyone of us was made to be with someone.
Sometimes life isn't about finding true love and be with someone. True love and real happiness exists within us. Life is no fairy tale at all; contentment and acceptance is what we should ask for.
Maybe this happy ending of mine doesn't involve a wonderful guy. Maybe it's me, on my own, picking up the pieces for a better life. Maybe the happy ending is just moving on.
-Laezee
