It Started with a Smile, and Turned into Shared Dreams
Amanda wasn’t looking for anything specific. One evening, with a cup of tea in her hand and a quiet melancholy in her heart, she created a profile on justfories.com. She had been through many experiences, but none that felt like “the one.” In her bio, she simply wrote:
“I love to laugh. If you can make me laugh harder than a romantic comedy — message me.”
Leon wasn’t a master of flirting, but he knew how to observe and listen. Instead of clichés, he wrote:
“I only know three good jokes and two great comedies. I’ll trade them for your smile.”
Amanda smiled involuntarily. She replied. It all began innocently — exchanging movie titles, then moving on to what made them laugh in everyday life.
Their messages were light, but laced with depth. They both already understood that a good conversation wasn’t just about hobbies — it was also about the ability to share silence, even through a screen.
After two weeks, Leon suggested going to see a film together. A comedy, of course.
“Maybe - Laughing in the Clouds?” he offered. “They’re showing it at a little indie theater. Red seats, smells like popcorn and memories.”
Amanda agreed. They met at the entrance — he brought a bouquet of daisies, she held a book she was reading in line. They felt at ease right away. No awkwardness. Just that something that appears when two people truly want to meet — not just physically, but with their hearts.
The movie was funny. Amanda laughed sincerely, and Leon felt a quiet satisfaction that he had kept his promise. During the break, they got ice cream. She chose strawberry, he picked mint. They took a short walk through the park near the cinema.
- You know, - Amanda said as they sat on a bench, - I can’t remember the last time I laughed in a theater with someone, not just next to someone.
Leon looked at her with intent.
- I think that’s the biggest difference, - he said. - Wanting to laugh together.
From then on, the cinema became their little ritual. Once a month, they’d go see a movie. Sometimes the film was good, sometimes not. But they always came away with something more — conversations that stretched into long walks, plans for their next dates, and a growing sense that their laughter was more than a reaction — it was a shared language.
Leon had a habit of leaving Amanda little notes — sometimes in her purse, sometimes under her car's windshield wiper. One read:
- I want to be your reason to smile — even when there’s no joke.
And Amanda? She started secretly taking photos of Leon when he laughed. One day, she put them in a small album with the caption:
- This is what happiness looks like. I know, because I feel it.
They didn’t plan any big changes. They just built something real, day by day — without pressure, without expectations. It started with a smile — light, shy, and genuine.
And how did it end…?
It didn’t. It’s still going. Because sometimes, all it takes is a simple gesture to plant something that grows — slowly, but strong. Like a love that doesn’t need to shout, because it quietly says: “I’m here. And I’m staying.”