The birth of a ray which makes the light a little brighter than what it already is.

So it was this day when this brilliant guy was born. His ideas, his thoughts, and his opinions, all so enlightening, but all with this slight, needed, tinge of immaturity.
We all threw him this surprise(assuming he didn't see it coming), right towards the end of his birthday. We ate, we danced, and we enjoyed our asses off. Just the usual thing you'd expect at any cliched celebration. But it all mattered. It felt good to see someone so happy, with his girlfriend right beside him, his parents so proud and remontant over giving birth to a guy so perfect in most aspects, and him having all the people he loved and valued right with him.
Only if there was something which could capture the moment and enclose it forever, especially that smile, showing utter satisfaction at its maximum. It was probably the best birthday one could ever have.
So happy birthday to that one pathetic ass sonofabitch, who I can share any thought with and talk to about any damn thing in the world, without expecting any appropriate reciprocation, simply because I'll never feel the need to.

Happy Birthday Ferns.

                                                                                                       -Anonymous Outlet.