I think what makes fairy tales or any love story so special is because the people involved in it never took part on how it began… It just happened.
A meeting at a corner…
Eyes connecting when after a parting of a sea of people…
A bump in the supermarket…
An old meeting…
I guess part of holding on to these things would really make you practice patience… yes patience… 24 years (almost 25)… I’m still patient…
Question for myself… am I really patient? or holding out on myself?
If only I know how to just drop things instantly and walk away... Life would be peachy.
*hic*
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