To My Brightest Star

My favorite smile

(A part of my letters to you)

January 12, 2018

There's that smile, my favorite smile. The smile that makes me weak. The smile that I admire the most. It was the same genuine smile that I fell in love with a year ago. I never saw that wonderful smile ever since you got your heart broken. It was the smile that I was longing to see. I missed that smile. And you know what I did upon seeing you smile and turned your head towards me? I rolled my eyes. Even though I wanted you to keep that smile, even though I wanted to stare at it for a while, I did not do anything about it. My heart was beating so fast. All I wanted to do was stare at you smiling but I can't. I can't because I needed to control myself from falling for it again. You don't know how much you made me happy after seeing that smile. I may have rolled my eyes at you but I was so happy to see that smile. Even if she's the one who's making you smile, I do not care. As long as she makes you happy, I'm happy.

Your happiness is what matters, not mine, not even hers.