it may be an old saying

This is a true story, one I wish that I had never heard. 

There was a girl, quite ordinary and she went through life with her shares of ups and downs. She came from a pretty wealthy background and had all she needed. She worked hard and she finally got a job. 

Things were looking up. She was settling down, creating a life for herself.

She also managed to find love in the process...

As all things go, at this point I would love to say and they lived happily ever after. 

They had been together for a few years and yes...they decided to get married. Oh what a change this was. 

She was living the 'ordinary' person dream, one that is predictable but sought after by so many. 

Finish college. Get a good Job. Find someone. Live with said someone. Get married. 

And so the preparations were done. 

The hall booked. The clothes bought. The invites sent. The replies of yes and no. The merriment that here is someone who has a life to live and is so happy to live it. 

I don't hear that too often now a days. "i'm happy" i don't hear that a lot. 

And then, three months before the wedding, he comes home and says, "i have bad news." 

The one disease that gets us, that actually live in us but multiply due to anything. Triggered because of some genetic fault paste on to us by our ape like fore fathers. And it has types. 

Cancer. 

He had the one that gave you no choice. No time to say good bye. No time to hope. No time to pray. No time to say sorry. 

He's now gone... 

I cried when i heard this. Is it really true the saying...it is better to have loved and lost than not to have loved at all? 

If this is the price... 

And here you thought you had it bad.