Overthink

As The Last Bubble Popped

Soda can popped, fizzing up rhythmically with some jazz music. Cars pass by and by in a 5 AM rush hour accompanied by the sunset - a good scenery for a perfect quality time with myself. I was thinking about anything I could think of from the past and future events to "How did my hometown have so many cars?". I was breathing deeply but there's nothing to worry about or maybe there is.

Suddenly someone asked me, "Can I join you?"

I responded, "Well, of course you can", with a matching smile.

This girl, she had these eyes that melted my heart, voice that would win a golden buzzer, face that Da Vinci would love to be a paint subject, hair that was glazed under the sun, and a name that would win a lottery. I really know this girl.

"I've been looking at you, did something happened to you?", she asked, "Or did someone left you?"

I hesitated to give her an answer but why would I hide it anyway?

"The second one is a bit near but honestly no one left me. It's just that there's a lot of arcade machines in this world and my tokens didn't hit the jackpot, screen flashed telling me to try again".

She looked very empathetic about what I said, "You know you're lucky and someday I think the one that'll not reject you is so very lucky to have you. I'm sure you're gonna take good care of her like a treasure", she said as she sipped through her soda can.

"Yah, I think so", I responded and exclaimed under my breath, "You're so very lucky".