action, and cut.

Everybody loves so much in the beginning. Yet it's not like the movies;

Where he would stare at you, looking into your eyes as if he sees through your soul and it's the most horrible yet magnificent thing he has ever discovered. She's not going to be at your doorstep waiting for you to come out, just to apologise for the things she's said or how she has hurt you. He's not going to take you in when you are broken scattered all over the place. She isn't going to tell you how you are everything to her, that no one could compare or how you are one of the most beautiful masterpiece she has ever encountered, complicated yet enchanting. He isn't going to meet your parents and tell his about you, sweep you off your feet, ask for your hand in marriage. She isn't going to comfort you the way you would her at her lowest, she isn't going to stay when things are hard, or let you know how you're worth the pain and this too shall pass, that we'll get better. He isn't going to have you as the only one in his heart, adore you the way adam adored eve and his heart all cozy and warm yet a living hell full of love for you and the thought of you leaving him one day. She isn't going to care you didn't eat yesterday, she's not going to ask how your day was or if you're okay. He's not going to hug you so tight like it's the last time each time, and she's not going to kiss you goodbye.

But I would. You'd get your cinderella scene, you'd be prince charming and I'd be everything else you need. But you don't need me. It's a funny story really.

-riri-