If this was not a movie, will you still be here?

If this was a movie, you'll be here right now........-Taylor Swift-

I am a hopeless romantic. I'll be gooey over romantic film or drama or movie, whatever you call it. I will cry my eyes and heart out over a fairytale story or even books. Yes, I am that fragile at times. I even cry to a happy ending though. Silly me!

The favorite part in a story will always be when the guy look out for the girl after they separate. The guy confess everything on how much he love her, need her and explain the things he did. The girl will pause and say maybe it should stay this way. The guy frustrated and left. The girl even more frustrated and left all the sadness behind, crying out in the public on the way home. The guy did not give up and try his luck one more time. And boom! Happy Ending! I crave for this scene.

But that only happen in a movie (and also in real world to the lucky one!). I have this fantasy that the love of my life will try his best to find me when I am at the lowest point. In a train. Or in a bus. Or in public places.

This remind me of my teenage days. I feel the loneliness whenever I went out to the city to hang out with friends. Things was a bit tough back then. The feeling is the strongest when I waited for the bus or a in train. I see people from all walks of life. I even fantasized that a prince will stop the bus and looking out for me specifically. (I can't explain to myself the reason why a prince want to meet me even it is just an imagination).

Heh. Despite my gooey-ness of melancholic scene, I am still, a realist. It is the best to cry over on your praying mat.

Another moody Monday I guess.