Once upon a time, there lived a boy who loved a girl, and her smile was the only one question he desired to spend his whole life answering. Sorry yes it's cliche i know however, do you honestly know where this is going? Most people get bored by now. Oh you noticed the authors name isn't imprinted on the book? Everything has an answer to it. Just wait. Don't close me. I promise it'll come with time and patience-your answer-don't give up on me I plead. It's just like life isn't it? A happy once upon a time story, rags to riches, a damsel in distress, sugar coated to where it becomes to sweet to be true. Only if we all knew that. Our lost, matured, opinionated minds ponder every nook and cranny it can find about life. It's silly really, we can be that story we all read as young, curious children. Minds so innocent we wouldn't understand life as most people put it. I'm glad you're not most people though. It's a pleasure just me and you. You reading the compendious and circuitous printed ink words. Eyes scanning each curve of the letter you read. Ever so delightful. My, it's a new page isn't it?
