let fantasy be just fantasy

He glanced up lazily. Morning has left him and its been an hour or two in the afternoon. The ceiling never looked so dull before. And before he know it, he's in for a emotional ride.

The first thing he did was simply reach out for his handphone lying just beside him. He took it and browsed through, hoping to see her msg somewhere. And of course, disappointment filled him up gradually. And no way can he deny it, that he's falling in love with her.

The soft-pouring rain never seemed so frightening before. The loneliness it brings is just too much to bear for the tiny him. Possibly big and hard-headed on the outside, but yet small and vulnerable on the inside.

What should he do? The girl he likes has someone else in mind, and it just hurts so badly to talk about her object of affection which is not him at all. He cant help but to constantly ask about him. "How's he like?", "Who on earth is he?" Yet, the girl refused to tell him anything.

It's really hard for him to admit defeat to someone who he doesnt even know, someone shielded by a cloak of invisbility that the girl made for him. Is he just going to give up? Without letting her know how he feels about her?

The rain stopped. Light begun to fill up the darkened room once again. A realization silently sprung into his mind. He is going to give up. He has done it before and he'll do it again. It's time to face reality. He'll have to move on.

=)