Living a new role as a life partner of someone is something beyond my expectations.
I feel selfless (happen-to-be, or unaware).
Magnanimous.
Desirous.
And, I feel like I have betrayed myself, at the beginning, in a way that I would never do in the past - the great and positive way.
Though I was typical little girl growing up with Disney's distinctive idealism of finding the Prince Charming and having a happy-ending life in marriage, I always seem to go with my true-self, being rebellious, out of mainstream way - for I never thought that getting married was a dream I badly wanted to make it come true. I mean, wait up, just let me settle another things other than getting married. I know that at certain point of my age, I just have to take it into my consideration - that eventually I have to settle down, no longer running around. But the feeling like I want to live alone is bigger than the fact of taking norms of life naturally and normally like everybody does.
I have dreams - another bigger dreams.
