I loved  Peter,
For like what —  My  whole  life?
And he made me feel that he loves me too.
We  were  happy.
Until Belle came along ...
I suddenly felt that we're drifting apart,
Like my happiness is slowly being taken out of me — He's being taken away from me.
He never said anything
But I can see it in his eyes.
I know because I've seen the same spark I'm seeing in his eyes when he looks at me before;
The only difference is that ...
I am not the reason for those sparkling orbs anymore ...
And it hurt ...
So much.
I realized,
He is  Peter,
She is  Belle,
My name may be  Wendy,
But I was only Neverland's Tinkerbelle.
I am no reality's Wendy.