Thursday, April 26, 2007
Story of an Untold Princess

Just like every little girl, my mother used to read to me stories wherein Cinderella left one of her glass slippers, a kiss woke up Aurora from her sleep, Belle waltzed with the Beast, and Jasmine went on for a magic carpet ride. Because of my innocence, I believed that fairytales can happen. And...

It did -- after almost a decade.

He was close to perfection. He has everything I pictured -- no, he has MORE than everything I ever pictured. I found him. My prince.

Just like all fairytales, there were opposing forces and magical fairies. Those who and which didn't want to give me a happy ending made my eyes swollen from crying and my heart confused. Fortunately, I had fairies. With a twirl of their wands, my prince and I grew closer. Friends to be exact.

This was my fairytale -- a lot like many of the stories you know. But unlike Snow White and Cinderella, it didn't end with a kiss from a prince. It actually ended because the princess no longer loves the prince. She still treasured what they shared before, but the prince was busy for the King's kingdom. She will no longer see him that often nor speak to him like old times. They have different paths to walk on, so the princess lets go of his hand.

I lived in my fairytale for almost two years already. Even though it didn't go according to what I had in mind, I still believe that fairytales can really happen. I just hope that my next fairytale will finally be a "Happy Ever After".


Cheska's thoughts at 1:43 AM