Now I’m Cinderella
How could a heart get so stupid when you love someone? =(
I’m the kind of person who view things in a half- filled perspective. But just recently, I don’t know what happened to the real me. I didn’t even notice that I’m quite changing just because of him. Some changes for the better. Some for worse. Remember my old post? When I broke up with my recent ex, “Why should I settle for less, when I know I can have more?” That’s the reason why I decided to leave the relationship. Because I know my worth. That I’m worth having. I’m worth missing. I’m worth loving. But what happened to me? Now I’m like a full-filled glass. No matter how much water you put in it, there’s no use. Eveything that you will try to put in that glass, will just spill.
When you love someone, you try to shield all his imperfections, because that’s how you want to see that person. Perfect. Close to being perfect. Ideal. When you have this mental picture of your knight in shining armor long before, and when you saw that person, you know that it’s him. But yes, I guess reality just bites. When suddenly you woke up from your dream world. From the fairytale, that you’ve been trying to deem all this time. That your Prince Charming just happens to protect somebody else more than he protects you. When you know you’re Cinderella, but Prince Charming loves Princess Aurora more. Or that Prince Charming would die without Belle. And you, being Cinderella, you know that no matter how the glass slippers fits you perfectly, it will never just be you.
How I wish, I could find another character for my fairytale. Someone who can replace Prince Charming in my heart. Hmm. Like Beast. He may not be perfect or close to be one, but you know, he’s real. I’m the only one for him. The one whom he will sacrifice each petal of his damn life.
Being the stupid Cinderella, I don’t know how to use breakes. I hope I would just run out of gasoline to finally stop.
