The Tsunami had wrecked everything in my path, i remember clinging to the tallest coconut tree for days until the waves calmed down and the sea went back to its calm self...
He had come and he had made be believe in a fairy tale that i knew happened only in fairy tales, yet i needed it...
His company made me forget the reality, a sort of joy that was pure and intense
I was the princess, lost in his wonderful hug, swimming in his belief in me, after ages i had finally accepted who i was...
He became that person that promised to turn me from lead to the classic Gold, the Alchemist.
And then when i had melted and flown into the mould of his romance , the inevitable happened...
All that fairy tale had , had been broken...
But then i had already melted, given up on someone i once was and turned..
It gutted me, and then when the Tsunami had brought me to the verge of no return, there was a hand that caught me, pulled me away from the vortex of negativity...
And then i knew to hold on, and also to let go ...
And then i realised i could survive, that moment i had become me, accepting everything and the present me was born...
And from the wreck of this breakdown i emerged stronger, not made of gold but of tempered steel...
But there was a void that had formed that would take ages to fill...
And this is my fairy tale...
