why there are people better left unseen: the best tragedy that could ever happen to me

A few minutes ago, I read a blog by someone who does not do anything with social media. He justified it by telling that there are things better left unsaid. Then, I told myself, "whoa!".

I have been hooked to someone's voice few months ago. I would not tell how it happened. Like what the blogger had said, there are things better left unsaid. I have fallen in love with the voice, with that I am certain. But with the voice's owner, maybe not.

When I listened to him, I wished to see him once and for all. I love listening to him. Yes, I absolutely do though I have not seen him yet at that time. But after a long search everywhere in this vast web, I finally saw him.

Call it tragedy. He turned out to be someone else, not someone who I have imagined him to be. Maybe this was really the point of everything here. There are people better left unseen. Why? Because they turned out to be someone else, not someone we expected them to be. Call it tragedy. Still, it is my own fault. Oh, life.