once upon a time, there was a girl who believed in fairy tales. she lived in her happy world where butterflies and flowers were in abundance.where negativity was unheard of. where purity reigned. one day, she met a boy whom she liked and eventually loved dearly. the boy was a complicated boy. yet she hung on to him, hanging on to the hope that one day, he wld appreciate her presence and invite her into his life. things did not go well. it was not meant to be. girl and boy do not live happily ever after as in all fairy tales. time passes. the girl tries hard to conceal the fact that she still yearns for the boy's affections. she lies convincingly to all who're concerned. she wonders if they see through her harmless deceits..

today, the girl went swimming with the boy. all was happy and well. they played games. they had fun. then they talked. she never dared to reveal her feelings for him again, for fear that she will once and again, be disappointed. and left on the pedestal of loneliness. however, her reluctance of truth has led him to believe that she does not care for him. what a misconception! her walls of defense, her acts of pretence, eroded there and then. yet she carried on her little role playing, by pretending that it doesn't matter much to her...when it does. very much.

there will never be a happy ending for the boy and the girl. no white horses. no wake-me-up kisses. no fairies. no bottled up genies. they had once believed that the greatest gift they had for the moment was the present. but the girl wants more than what the present cld offer. which was too much to ask for. he was all she wanted. was it really too much of a demand?

a story without an end. a never-ending complication that will continue to exhaust the patient.

your bedtime story for tonight. goodnight children. candy dreams.