CINDERELLA TURNS OUT BEING GRAZILDA.

All this time I thought I was CINDERELLA but it turns out I was only just GRAZILDA after all. I made myself believe that I was really the princess of my prince’s story. From a distance, I never fail to think about him, to text him and to check on him and all that time I really thought he still feels the same way too. Yes, we had an agreement that if either one of us found someone while were apart, we better tell it and be open with each other to it. We also both agreed to accept it because I believe that’s what love means. Selflessness. Letting go, setting free. But I guess life is really just unfair sometimes, I never had a single idea till one night, I read and browsed his online accounts, I was shocked, surprise, upset and all the other synonyms fits these words. He’s not yet with somebody but he’s trying to get somebody while still trying to make me believe as if I’m his only girl. We ended things and while we are exchanging sad and teary conversations, I tried to open his online account and at the same time we are texting, he is also flirting with her. Damn fool. I never imagined it would hurt this much. The moment I read their conversations, I felt very weak. I can’t feel my body anymore. I just want to shut down my heart at that moment. I can’t do anything but cry. My heart broke into pieces and no one was there to catch it. It fell on the ground together with a promise to myself, “I will never entrust my heart to a man like him again or even any other man. I promise to be back at my old self, a none worried girl, happy go lucky, feelings breaker, one moment in love and one moment gone.” I think it’s better to be this way. Because in the game of love, the one who falls first is the loser. I never want to be the loser anymore.