A Special To An Ordinary

So here’s the thing—a special thing. There’s this someone. Okay, let me recognize him as C. We've known each other for a year or two already. C is the kind of a person who knows what I want, what I need and what I love. C has been very much thoughtful to me ever since we knew each other and enjoyed each other’s company. The first time I saw C, I never really got the feeling of being attracted or whatever you want to call it. I just knew C and I would become really good friends.

A few months later, what I knew was really what happened. We became absolutely good friends. Absolutely good friends that it came to a point where I noticed myself how I cared so much. Ironic, isn't it? ‘Cause I only see our relationship as friends. That’s it. No more. No less. And I don’t understand why I easily get sad and mad whenever I see girls flirting around C. Geez! I have my blurry eyes but I can always see C from afar. And when he’s coming over to talk to me, I feel like being the luckiest girl in the world. C always makes me feel comfortable. C never fails to make me smile with the little things C does.

But one day... Yes, just one day... Everything went black. Ahuh, everything was nothing but a disillusionment. I realized how I made a lot of serious expectations and unluckily found myself dead—enveloped in a blanket of real lies. Everything was just a mere something. Just a temporary happiness. Yes. Exactly that’s how it was. That’s how we were. Okay. Now here’s the thing—an ordinary feeling.