Fairy Tale Un-Fair Lesson

Once upon a time this chick fell in like with this dude. He was everything a woman could want. How they met were strange, but how they gelled was magic. Their communication was awesome. The chemistry was great. This whole ordeal was kind of ideal. He fed her smile. She fed his ego. This situation could end up being a lifestyle. They went to church together. They shared goals and values. This was truly a deep like.

He was everything a man should be. Tall. Dark. Handsome. Smart. Secure. Intelligent. God-fearing. Leader. AWESOME.

She was everything a woman should be. Tall. Chocolate. Beautiful. Smart. Goal oriented. Submissive. God-fearing. AWESOME

What a perfect match. Could not have matched them up better myself*.

However, in this case. Time did not permit. He needed to stay a man. She needed a man. He had a duty. She had a plan. He got busy. She got tired. He continued to build, enabling him to better provide for a family. She continued to wonder if she were in that family. They began to shrink. He turned back to he. She turned back to she. Their "we" or "us" ceased.

Her heart was broken. She deeply liked this dude. However would her heart heal. Would she be doomed by this ordeal? She tried to forget him. Tried to over look, and ignore him. In the recesses of her heart, under the left chamber, he still dwelled.

Random communication took place. Friends they became. She turned to him for advice. He did the same. Through friendship he related, how he wished he could have a re-do. She expressed how bad her hurt felt. He managed to understand, and apologized nonetheless.

After the tears, a better friendship had forged. She was happy again. Alast, she began to notice, on him she could not depend. He could not even tell that she wanted him again. He continued to build. She continued to remember. She wished they could start back, and be "we" and "us" again. That she could have that safe feeling, as she slept by his side. While feeling his breaths in sync with hers, she'd feel as if everything in the world was right.

Unfortunately, he is still he; She is still she. She sleeps alone. No man at home. Wonders what would or could be, in the event that he and she were again we. Perhaps its just a ponderance, this chick and this dude; maybe next lifetime.

Not so happily ever after. THE END.

* I really couldn't imagine a better match, because I did match them up myself.