my way of saying goodbye to a one-time prince

This is my way of saying goodbye to a one-time prince. Well, it’s not so literal, and yet not so figurative. In our lives, we get to meet people who exist to build our character. I would say that I am happy to have met a one-time prince. Maybe because he was there during those times when I needed escape from a reality that imprisoned my existence. It was sortov a thin fairytale book where you get a happy ending. However, it was just a phase in the real world.

Unlike the old fairytales that I’ve read, not all princes come to stay. Not all princes are charming. Some may really fall in love with you. Some would just run away. And so, life is always a game. Win or lose, the rule is you have to play it well. Maybe I wasn’t and I’m not a a damn good player, but I did well. Whether it’s a win or lose for me, I could never tell. Only time can.

Now I am saying farewell to my one-time prince. I wish I was able to give a warm hug, but I know it would be futile because he was only a spirit that I could never feel. I hope I could shake his hand but it means touching nothing. A part of me wanted to convey this in person but it would be impossible because I could never go back to the other side of the world.

Our story did not have a sad ending. I am actually happy. I don’t know if he is. There’s no way I could send him a text message to ask. Our technology doesn’t reach the world that he lives in. Somehow, a part of me was wishihg he would never forget me, or the things that we’ve shared. But I realized that it’s not possible so I resorted to wishing that the magic mirror would remind him someday.  Or maybe when he comes back for a visit, he would be able to read this. I really have nothing to say anymore except that, I prayed for him and  I lighted a candle as much as I could for some unknown reason.

And they lived happily ever after…as good friends…in different worlds… THE END.