We're Not Meant To Be (Lesbian Stories)

Prologue

Hey, how are you over there? Seems like you are happy with your life and with her. You know, I never once blame you for everything that happened to us. I am really happy to see you happy. Everyday, I still pray for your happiness. Sure there's a time where I feel irrationally jealous when I see you laughing with your love one, she really makes you happy huh? But, being bitter aside, it's still a wonder that you want to keep me in your life. We were never even friend before, but you didn't classified what you wanted from me back then either. Maybe both of us are at fault.

Taking a deep breath, Rosalia decided to stop writing about 'her' in the diary. She knows that she has moved on, but the thought of her still solidly lingering in her mind sometimes. She never thought a mere 'infatuation' could make her this heartbroken. She never fall in love, but maybe this is the closest thing about falling in love feels like.

She knew she never stood a chance since the beginning, or is it because she's just too coward to chase someone who used to give her a lot of attentions before? Because since the first time her eyes caught on this angel, that said angel already taken.