Love of my Everyday

A loving family, a baby or two, nice house, well cared..... That is not me.

When I think about it, ever since elementary school, every person that I have fallen in love with, counts to 5 people.  Each of them, the 4 firsts actually, circumstantially decided to date my best friend at the moment.  Amusing, isn't it?  I never felt jealousy or anger.  You see.. I never either confessed or even talked about it to my closest friends.  Reason is because I could never imagine being with either of them.  I am too... "different" from them... with my suspicious background and my weird demeanors and mentality...

The last person I fell in love with, is a normal person with the usual complex family background.  Good manner, high sense of humor, smart but dropped school in an early age.  Found work and living a normal life, supporting his family as I speak...

He makes me laugh, a lot.

What is "normal"?

This person returned my love.  To me, who had never conceived of being with someone, is this for real?  I can barely believe we've been together for 5 years already.  Five years.  Some ppl even gets married after 2 years. There is so much thing we still don't know about each others though.  In my heart, I'm still a boy.  

But his lifestyle is almost making me believe that maybe... maybe a normal life with a family, a nice house, well settled... a baby... could do just as good to me...