But the truth is ...
We don't settle on who we love.
We settle on who is available and convenient for us.
Is she the girl in hiding?
Silently cheering you in pain.
But you can't blame a heart who cannot know the truth.
For the heart simply rely on what it sees and hear.
Knowing just the one side of the story makes all the difference in making decisions of the heart.
So the girl in hiding cannot complain, she wasn't brave enough to show her face.
The man in chase cannot complain, his catch is what his decision deserves.
And for all the troubles in love, we don't get to be with our first love.
They simply fade in time.
Though our heart still skips when we hear their names and see their faces,
But we settle on who is available and convenient for us.
And our first loves become just a yonder love...
A hiraeth...
A puzzle meant to be undone for us to ponder...
For us to get haunted...
For us to dream of...
For us to ask what if?...
For us to bury as we live our so called happy lives.