Cynical?

Good old mellow magic, play my favourite song during my third year at King's - If you were not the one by Daniel Beddingfield. I am so sure on when this song came out because Viv and I printed out the lyrics and stuck it onto the walls *SAD I know, seemed a cheap way of karaoke at the time* of our rooms at halls... and when James came to visit he pointed out how sad I was (of course he didn't tell me, but his face said it all). Not only it brought back this memory, it also reminded me that If you were not the one was the song I thought fitted so well with Tenny. Would you believe that this song used to make me cry? LOL Funny now when I look back to see how stupid I was. Fairy tales don't happen in real life and I believed that my prince would come and sweep me off my feet on his white horse (or car equivalent I guess if I'm a little more realistic).

Am I a cynic? Just that I don't believe someone so right exists who I will meet and fall in love (damn.. surely this is harder than winning the lottery!)? I'd love to believe but it's just so bad for the heart... it has taken me nearly 2 years of lengthy-relationship-detox to feel this way, don't tell me I'm cynical!! I'm only trying to cope instead of being really pathetic.

I don't even know why I'm explaining myself here. Just want to share a little piece of my mind when you are bored. Oh bum... I'm doing it again.