NOT MY STORY...

PROLOGUE

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My life? How did I want it to be?How it actually is?

My life, its a life of a girl who has a lot of money. She gets anything she lays her fingers on. Except for one thing. Except for love. Except him.

'Loving someone is nothing. Being loved is something. But, loving and being loved back is everything.'

It's a famous quote, love quote to be more specific. A quote that will never come true, not for me, at least.

Love cannot be bought no matter how rich you are. You have to be blessed for that. And I think its the only thing God didn't bless me with.

He ruined my life. But he added the best of moments to my life. No, he isn't my husband. No, he isn't my boyfriend. He's my friend. Yes, only a friend who can never be mine. It's a one-sided love, a love story which cannot be expressed in some mere words unless you have felt it.

The same thing, same feelings, coming back to you in flashes, but, only when it is long gone. I wish he was a software in my heart which could be just deleted with one click. But we all know, that's not possible.

He taught me, that you can't get everything you think is beautiful. You can't get everything you once thought could be yours. Not every dream of someone comes true, right?

He taught me what love is, but he forgot to warn me the pain that loves brings with itself. I wish I could get my own fairytale ending, when my prince charming would come for me on a white horse, where my love story would end saying, happily ever after...

He did have a happy ending, but with someone else.

Who is he? Who is the girl he loves so much? Who am I to him?

Well, to know that, you have to read this tale, a tale of two people who have different lives, a different love story. Because you know, that it's not my story...

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