Endings.. Of happy or not

I finally found a copy of one of my favorite movies, Anna and the King. I watched the movie again and I must say it did not change how I feel towards it. I still love the love story between King Mongkut and Anna. I love the way how they look at each other, full of love and yet restrained by themselves, by tradition, by culture, and by politics. I melt when King Mongkut stares at Anna's eyes. I got swooned when King Mongkut held his hand at Anna for the waltz. All the hairs at the back of my neck stood up when King Mongkut let Anna walk inside the room first before him when he's about to tell her about the Burmese British fight. It made me want to reach out to him when he tried in vain to convince Anna to accept the ring and was frustrated when Anna rejected the gift. I can't help but smile everytime King Mongkut teases Anna ever so slightly. Its as if they are teenage lovers trying to hide their relationship from their parents. And I was disappointed when King Mongkut stopped himself from kissing Anna that night on the beach after reading President Abraham Lincoln's letter to the King. I got kilig for the nth time when King Mongkut tried to hide his smile when he saw Anna at the end of the long line of bowed down people when she returned to help the King on their journey to safety. I got kilig yet again when the King did nothing but stared and stared at Anna while on the boat that even the Head Wife understood what was going on between the King and the schoolteacher. I can't help but cry when King Mongkut held Anna's hands when they are about to dance their last dance. And it hurt even more when the King kissed the woman he loves' hand and placed it on his heart and leaned his cheek on Anna's forehead while they dance to the melody of their hearts. And then, after the movie, I realized that I fell in love with him.. the man behind King Mongkut. Also, I have once again proven to myself that it is indeed true. That not all love stories have happy endings. Sometimes not even True Love ends happily, and for this, I weep.