We meet again

Love, it's something we've been taught at a very young age; whether it be fairy tales that would always have a happy ending, or in the movies and TV shows that we watched. We are taught this especially from our parents, we are taught to love and that in return we would be loved. But then we grow up and our ideals change, we find out the harsh reality that even if we love someone to an incredible extent, they will never return that love...we would never be loved back by that person. That in the end all that we were taught and all that we deemed love was, was in fact just like the fairy tales...a complete fantasy.

Then there are people that still believe that love is not just something superficial or what our society deems as just a fantasy, they believe in finding "the one" that if they keep believing in their wish that someday it will be granted.

I hate that, it's just a self-delusion created when someone is so fixated by their own ideals that they create their own superficial fantasy in their head, thinking that every love they encounter will end the way they want it to or happen exactly as they want.
That's what I always told myself, of course I'm part of the many people that believed in fairy tales when they were young but my dreams were also taken away at a young age when my perfect family was torn apart and my ideals of a forever lasting love was shattered...

But I didn't to expect to meet him again, not ever.

But I did.