Prologue

I didn’t read poetry much back then. It wasn’t my thing. I was more into writing novellas and short romance stories. It was my dream to get published, but I didn’t think that it would actually come true, just like I didn’t think that I’d be reading poetry day in and day out, or that I’d end up dating someone shorter than me.

But anyways, here I am, writing about my own love story, and it’s going to be published. My story isn’t much like others. There’s no stupid, brainless girl trying to steal so-and-so away, no hating-him-but-unconsciously-denying-I’m-in-love, no life lesson learned, no love at first sight. I don’t even realize when I fell in love. It couldn't have been love at first sight. I don’t believe in things like that, even after I got my fairytale happily ever after. Love at first sight just doesn’t happen, right?

At least, it didn't for me...