At the age of 25, I still believe in fairytales. The damsel in distress, the knight in shining armor, well maybe not the the three little pigs but you get what I mean. But now my visions of “Once upon a time” are blurred and jaded.
Does “Forever” exist?
Looking back at my 2nd failed relationship, a good two month stint that must end after I found out that I was only 2nd in my ex’s life.
I also realized that I need to stop seeing ‘R’ because I am R’s extra curricular activity. The glorified other man.
And just recently, I am witness of screaming infidelities.
Sorry, but never will you see me in the bleachers cheering for open relationships.
The future is uncertain. I really don’t want to talk more about open relationships. But if that’s the only way that relationships last, then I guess I rather be a spinster and sip wine from my veranda.
In a way… I still am hoping that happily ever after exists. I haven’t found mine, nor found me.
Or maybe it’s really just a fairytale.
I need someone to make me believe in happily ever afters.