Here’s the story of how I finally born.

Once upon a time, happiness finally knocked my door and I managed to open it. It was just an evening, but what evening… Simply moving and amazing. But there’s always a downside, if she does well, you just can’t do as well as her, and when you are finally brave enough to tell her, she is confused.

You’ll see, there’s this other boy I only meet once a month and who treats me bad. My parents always say I should be with someone as you.

And here am I, raining outside and listening to sad music. I’m at square one again waiting and expecting her to choose wisely. Oh, and obviously I’m scared as fuck.