Have you ever had your heart broken by someone? I have. A million times over. Every single time my heart breaks into those million godwillieversurvivethisheartbreak shattering pieces, I always tell myself, "it's ok, it will be better the next time". Yet time and again, it's always the same old story. The Prince, always turns out to be a frog...more like a toad actually.
A heartbreak is the saddest thing that I have ever come to know in my life. See, i'm a very happy person and I know I am so much fun to have around. I work hard, I play hard. None of these material things around me really matter as much as I treasure and value that ONE relationship I ever so much cherish...with someone I hope or hoped to spend the rest of my life with.
I have had my heart broken so many times it would probably put Carrie Bradshaw and Aiden's infamous "post it note" break-up to shame.
My ex husband broke me the news that he was leaving me for some other woman over dinner. Yes. Just like that. At some fancy shmanzy sushi place where a plate that wouldn't even fill up the smallest maltese puppy cost about one benjamin each. Nothing dramatic,just a conversation over overpriced sushi and godhowIhate sake.As emotional and as dramatic as I was, I didn't shed a single tear. I just said fine and simply walked away. I even drove him home that night, wanting to smash the brand new Camaro as a revenge.The only thing that stopped me from doing that was a morbid vision of my legs filled with blood dripping on my new Gucci shoes if I smashed the car.
When I was younger I had someone break up with me through email. He was halfway across the world, stuck aboard USS Cole when Bin Laden and his evil pals decided to strike the infamous warship. There I was, single and living alone in San Diego...crying my gut out while staring at a lifeless computer monitor.
My list goes on and on. But then again, these are all in the past. Gone. Buried. Dead. Buhbye.
I look back at all these so many unhappy endings and still refuse to be let down.Somehow I still believe, that perhaps, that happy ever after is not so far away.That perhaps, Prince Charming will eventually soon show up and kiss me back to life.
I keep on wondering if he's ever coming at all. Or maybe, he already passed me by while I was busy wasting my time with princes who actually turned into toads as time went by. I'd like to keep that faith. And until I find him, I will always be bestfriends with hope and trust that one day, some day, maybe i'll find my happy ending. He doesn't have to be a prince. Just someone who won't turn into a toad no matter how many kisses and smooches he gets from me after. =)
