(not)EXISTING - ongoing

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Naalala ko pa noong una ko siyang ginawa.

I was just imagining things like other 12 years old girl.

I wrote down all the qualities I want for a boy.

It went perfect.

And when I was 14 years old,I started sketching him.

I started imagining the looks I want for my ideal man.

It's not completed.

When I was 16 years old,I already got the looks I want for him.

So I drawed it.

I told myself that's the perfect art I drawed so far.

So,i sketched him everyday.

When I was 17 years old,I've had a crush.

He's opposite for my ideal man but I still liked him.

When I was 18 years old,he finally notice me.

And that's the first time I fell inlove.

I wrote down all the things I liked about him and added those things to my ideal man.

It's always making me smile whenever I think about them.

I'm not a loyal person,I know.

And when I graduated High School,my crush started courting me.

At first I can't believe it.

I'm just a little girl.

But I know he liked me too.

The first day of college,my crush surprised me.

He gave me roses infront of students and said I love you.

That was the most memorable thing he did for me.

So I say yes to him when he asked me to be his girl.

I did'nt let the chance slip.

He's so dreamy.

Our relationship was as strong as the world.

He never let me felt lonely.

He always let me felt loved.

Loved by him.

But every relationship have a struggle.

And we faced that.

His parents seperated us.

They never approved our relationship.

They never approved me to their son.

And I accepted it.

I faced their challenge.

We handled our relationship by text,chat,video call,things like that.

But fate does'nt want us to be happy.

His parents forced him to go to England.

And there,we started long distance relationship.

But we only lasted 3 months.

He was set up with an arrange marriage.

And I can't do anything about it.

I mean,who am I?

I'm just nothing.

So I lost contact of him.

And we never talked since then.

I felt broke back then.

So I started writing a story.

I started writing the story I was born to write to.

My perfect ideal man.