Ever since I was a kid I had already dreamed of a love story for myself. It may sound crazy but at a young age I already had the longing of one day meeting my own prince charming and riding in a white horse with him. The love stories on my mind were Cinderella-themed or like fairy tales. It was my concept of love then – perfect, true and unblemished. The concept of love for me was something ideal. That it is something that brings total happiness and a never ending bliss.
Now that I am in my 30
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