• There is something called believing.

    But when it turns out, believing doesn't actually exist.

    This is reality.

    Not dreamland.

    Not fairytale.

    No myths and legends.

    No powers.

    No castles.

    And even finding the right true love.

    Even on how much you want it all to come true,

    It wont work.

    Throwing a coin in a fountain and wishing,

    Nothing happens.

    Wishing on a falling star.

    Nor does that come true.

    Does this mean on how much we try to believe,

    It won't ever happen?

    Am I able to find the one true love?

    Were we destined to be together?

    Or am I just better off alone and bitter with depression fulfilled in my heart?