why do we always learn life's lessons late in life?
always when it hurts the most.
why, when we are young,
we're fed with fake stories and lies of happily after after,
when they don't exist at all?
shamefully, i, tan wei qi, at the age of eighteen,
finally learnt that happily ever after does not exist.
you know the stories of cinderella and sleeping beauty and shit?
once upon a time and happily ever after?
well, that shit doesn't exist.
sadly, i only learnt it now.
i always thought happily ever after existed,
i always though happily ever after was the truth.
seeing a real life example in my life,
i thought, well, marriage ain't a bed of roses,
but in the end, it's still happily ever after.
i was wrong, i sadly admit.
no more will i believe.
no more will i trust.
happily ever after is for idiots,
idiots who believe in santa claus and the tooth fairy.
i was one of those idiots.
at eighteen, i finally realise.
i've been an idiot all my life.