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|| Sunday, February 29, 2004 || || 8:50 pm ||

My Fairytale February...

Two tales so different...
One starts not knowing if it'll have a "...happily ever after."
Another starts with a "They lived happily ever after."


In this fairytale of mine... there's no Prince Charming on a white horse. No fair Princess with long golden hair. No step-parents or step-siblings. No witches or wizards. No spells and potions. No animals in the forest. No dwarfs.

Just a simple girl and her simple boy...

Once upon a time, there was a girl by the name of Qan. She lived in a place filled with towering brick walls and zooming cars. It was a complexed rapid world out there. Nobody knows exactly what's going on. Everybody just follows rules that are layed out for them and paths that are paved. Then one fine day, she took time out of this complicating place. That's when she met a boy. Simplicity was the key word in the whole affair. Finally, she could breathe. Everything just flows in the simplest form...

Nobody knows if there will ever be a"... happily ever after." but there was definitely a "Once upon a time...". My fairytale has begun...

As this fairtale begins... another ends.

They lived happily ever after. Then she had to leave to a place far away, a place where nobody still living has been to. He wants to go along with her but his wish will not be granted just yet. Thoughts of joining her still clouds his mind. Tears would fall everyday, dampening the pages of the many photo albums, albums that are filled with the smiles of his beloved. Memories are all that he's left with. His heart aches... his eyes flood... his thoughts kills... at the same time torturing ME!

AAAAAAARRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

__________~*~SpRiNg * tAmZ~*~__________