I'd just woken up from one of those dreams. The kind of
dreams girls have about guys sweeping them off their feet,
and I couldn't help but wonder if 'that guy' was just a
figment of my imagination. We all secretly desire a happy
ending to a magical fairytale, where our Prince Charming
would ride gallantly on his trusty white steed and whisk us
away to a place far, far away. But this is reality and quite
frankly, reality can suck. Unlike Cinderella, would we ever
find someone to sweep us off our feet? Do they even exist?
Or will we just end up sweeping the floor? There's a cliché
that says there is someone out
there for everyone but I couldn't help but think, what if that person was a million miles away?
Do we all meet our perfect match or do we simply end up
in a mismatch? Either way life is a journey with countless
closed doors and complex mazes waiting to be explored.
An unknown ending to the beginning of a story...but what
is great about it all, is that if we do find true love then we
will know it is real. Because when we do find magic in
reality, so precious and pure. It is hard to forget. So I
guess in the end fairytales do become reality. All we have
to do is carry on believing and dreaming...and someday a
Prince will find us all.