Writing a happy ending

Like every fairy tale, happy ending is a must. She who struggles with her inner thoughts wants this. A happy ending. Her life is no fairy tale. She is not a princess who is waiting for her prince to come and take her to a faraway kingdom ... she is ordinary. No different from you. Her life is monotonous. But, she is passionate. She wants her life to be a fairy tale with the romance of walking in the garden, flower in her hair and a beautiful white floral dress to match. That is all in her head. She is still here, in her jeans, tshirt and backpack walking to class and everywhere. Fairy tale life is too sweet to be true, she thinks. In the midst of her conflicting thoughts, she could have go look for her happy ending, but she did not. Well, one can only wish for so much!

Until, one day she met him. He said she is pretty. Any girl would smile to that. It seems this is the happy ending she is so long looking for. Everyday, he would make her feel special. The kind of feeling one would get from watching a romantic movie. It's tingling, in a fun, exciting, happy way. He just wants her to know that everyday. Sweet. Happiness is not a mile away, it is just when you hear some nice words that instantly brighten your day. And then, you wish you would hear more just to make sure you can make it through that day. Good day or bad, it does not matter because those words make you all better.

Days to months, those words became too common. Nothing special anymore that she begs him so bad to stop. Please, please stop. That is when she realizes, there is a gap between them. Apart from those nice, sweet sounding words, where is the relationship? It is not falling apart nor it is building stronger. It is simply not there. Un-present. She feels they had been random altogether. None of the things they talked about are connecting them. She felt lost again. They are both of two split personalities, they knew that. In a way, the compliment each other; but in another way, it works against them. The gap is too big. They come clean one night. All truths are out and let them be the judge for each other. Her passion over-rules her sometimes. Her lack of good judgment is no question. She is just bitter like that. She knows now he is not the man she thinks he is. So, what now?

And in that solemn, dreary night he can only explain himself with high hopes that she might understand. And while other living things are well asleep, on that night itself she felt the need to make a decision, but she fell flat in the attempt. The word "abandon" is absurdly lingering in her mind. But to abandon a friend who is in deep need of a help is a crime itself, she thinks. It is easy to abandon somebody than to carry the burden with him/her. That is plain selfish.

She just wants a happy ending.

And it takes two to make a happy ending. Is it?

She has the last page blank. Her fairy tale story is far from what she imagines. At least for now. That blank page will be filled with a story so extravagant, one would wish for the same story.

FZ