fantasy and reality

You were the one that got away. Finally, we're going to meet for the first in ten years. I do not know what you would look like now and seriously, I'm afraid if you didn't recognize me anymore. I keep telling myself this might be the last chance for me to be your side.  I remember what you looked like ten years ago. You were wearing that blue blouse and dark blue jeans. You were holding a bouquet of flowers with your hands. Were you ready to propose me as your girfriend? Everything was so beautiful up until you got ran over by a car.  Now, I got the call that you've woken up. Finally, this is it. It's either a yes or a no now. I'm quite afraid that it's not what I would want. But, well, I still have to go over, right? Wish me luck, off I go.

This elevator is electrifying. When you stepped in, Everything went pitch black and silent. Only you, glowing in perfectly color coded dress of yours. Striking those sophisticated high heels. Without any trace of flaws. This elevator is electrifying. When you looked at me, I was frightened and petrified. I have not had this feeling for a long time.  The time will arrive if it must. But damn, you made me lost words to pour. This elevator is electrifying. When you speak profoundly, I managed to sneak a peek and I looked at those piercing blue eyes. I could not fathom why, but  The magic, the spell just dwell on me. This elevator is electrifying. When you started to move forward  With the smiles formed on your face, I stopped breathing, and  You said the utmost breathtaking ever, 'Hello, my name is Maggie.'

Please don't leave me. You told me we're soulmate, remember? Yeah. I did. But that was long before I realized that I've been clouded with all the lies that you've give me these few years. How dare you, to broke my trust! How dare you, fucking my best friend all these years. You could have at least tell me, when you started dating her! But oh no, you did not. You kept it as a secret for five years. I've had enough. Please leave. I promise I'll break off with her. We will start fresh, okay? No! You, this filthy eccentric bastard! Get away from me. I'll get a lawyer to prepare the necessary divorce papers.  You are cruel, aren't you? You, so easily to put all those hard years away. We've been preparing the houses, jobs, and the fam- It was not me. But you. You did all these. I hate you with all the bits of heart left.