Story already been told...

That story has already been told... loads of times.. but I never heard ending... or I just wanted to live in Cinderella world where everything ends up that everyone "live happily ever after". That story about two people from different worlds, different places and yet so simillar and passionate about same things. Two people who can spend the night talking about everything that comes in their mind, who can hide under the sheets from the rest of the world and feel eachothers heart beat and listen how other is breathing... two people who can't be together, but maybe they still want to... not because they want to fight the whole world, they just want to... just a passion coming over night, staying around in the morning when they open their eyes and when they smile... laughter, so pure, so gentle, so full of life... sleepless nights with difficult decisions on their minds... a tear which is sliding from one's cheak, slowly... like it never wants to leave that soft face and dissapear in the pillow... a hug, strong but gentle, protective, like there is noone else in the world... a kiss, soft, sweet... two people from two different worlds... and yet.. so alike... two worlds which will never come together...
...but it was just a dream...  just some images flashing here and there before my eyes... a dream that I enjoyed dreaming...
yes... it was already told... long time ago... but I never heard ending... or I didn't want to... nor I want to hear it now... maybe I should... maybe it is time to listen the story until the end... and realize that I will never be Cinderella and that all of my shoes are here.... maybe it is time to grow up...
but I don't want to...
the story already told... but words left unsaid...