Between the pages

Sat in this little coffee shop where you always gazed back at him, a soft smile creeping up your lips warm like the sweet cup held gently between your finger. As you sipped this cup of coffee you ponder, mind wondering somewhere you never thought it would-Fate is not cruel... is it?

If given the privilege will you indulge in a silly dream and chase after a life that lives only within each fairytale or will you slowly choose to let go until it no longer felt as if life itself wanted to claw its way out of you?