I wrote this awhile ago and decided to post it. I was going to make it into a longer story, but i didn't know how to get it started. So you guys just get to see the beginning.
I was blinded by her beauty, not being able to see what was really there. I had never known what true love really was. Not until that moment that changed my life. I was so close to having what I wanted, but I was so far, way farther then I could have ever imagined at that moment. The one time in my life I actually felt something, wanted something so bad it hurt. She was mine, but then so easily she slipped right out of my hands as if she where made of silk.
I never knew what I had until it was gone. Gone forever and I couldn’t go back. I would change my whole life if I could, but that is only a dream, and dreams don’t come true. Only in fairy tales, with happy endings and all of that jazz. I used to believe that I could be happy, that I was happy, but that was before. If out of anything I learned happiness only comes when you least expect it,and then it goes away and we have to live with what we’ve done. Real happiness and love only comes once in a life time. So don’t ruin your chances like I ruined mine. No one is happy forever, at least that’s the way I see it.
