Several weeks ago, I was really pissed off by talking with Mark through Internet, for every time he would say, “I miss you”, “I believe we’ll see each other again”, “why you are so far away from me” and the damed “That’s fate”!

That morning, When I just got up, even hadn’t brush my teeth, and he was at his mother’s house in England for a Christmas break, I deleted all his name from FB, MSN and Skype. I told him I was really tired of these strengthless words, please don’t talk to me unless you can figure out when we two can have a face to face talk.

Some days ago, a friend told me he was into me before. I said, me, too. Then, I asked, but why, why we both knew we liked each other and I ended up in your good friend’s bed?– “Oh, it’s fate.” ,I answered myself with his sentence which I used to hate so much before.

It’s fate? Sometimes, things look so beautiful, just because it is so far away beyond your control. The distance can be from the east side of he planet to the west of it, or, it is about right person, right place but wrong time.

Can we do something about it? Actually, I can pack up during the winter holiday and either fly to England or Thailand to visit Mark. Mark can also earn some money by teaching English or whatever in Thailand and then appeared in a bright morning right at my door to give me a romantic surprise kiss. And for the other guy, we can just ignore the boy I dated before.

But, but again, WHY? Why none of us would do that for each other? Just in order to keep this kind of love affair out of reach so that it can be beautiful and perfect for ever? And then, tell each other in an upset tone the universal truth  — it’s fate, meaning: “WE ARE JUST NOT THAT INTO EACH OTHER”?