It's Not Special, It's One of a Kind

I’ve never expected so much after all the months of just taking a glance and wondering, what if I’ll take another change at someone special. But what makes it wrong is that our lives are intertwined with people who makes us happy in a different way. Life seems so good at the surface now, but we all know it’s not easy as it seems. It’s one of a kind.

But, when did it start? It started with a long bus ride, a normal day until it bored me out and had a few laughs, then more laughs and a bit more until we reached our destination. Never did I expect someone who would laugh at my jokes that fast not knowing me. I guess I am a clown or better yet, I can be a stand-up comedian?

So, you are there laughing at my jokes and along the way, I noticed you laughing. Laughing throughout the way and I noticed your smile. An innocent smile that made me smile. An innocent smile that made you more beautiful. An innocent smile that made me like you. It’s your smile, that made my long bus ride worthwhile.

From there, I was fond of you. I waited for weeks to see you but did nothing. I few awkward days believing that you know I like you but, in the end, I just wanted to know you, know who you truly are, because for me you’re not special, you’re one of a kind. But I know it’s not all of what we have, but also what’s surrounding us that makes me wonder is it right to feel this way?

And why the three roses you may ask, it’s because I am thankful that you still laugh at my jokes, I am thankful that you still smile back at me, and of course I am thankful that you are happy with my company. I am happy that no matter what surrounds us, things between us never changed from the day I noticed you are not special, but one of a kind. And it’s all what I need right now, someone who I can share my life laughing at my silly jokes, like we are the only persons in the room.

I always remind myself that along the way, the laughter will continue, the smiles will make me wonder, but will this journey bring something we never expect? Because this journey is not only the clean ones, it includes the dirty ones like the straws I have (that I never forgot to clean after the dinner we had).

It may be a long shot, but what compares years to months, what compares age to life experiences, what compares skin to happiness. Again, thank you! Thank you for making my day (advance) special.