recently i fell in love with the sweetest boy i have ever known.

You forget your age with him, and times flies when all he does is make you laugh and no matter how bad your day is, you probably forget all about it in a matter of minutes.. I really wanted to spend my time with him, and let the 'magic' rub off on me.. :)

He reminds me of how positive and happy i used to be.
The life of the party, even if theres only two(one of them is me!).

Somewhere along the short twenty three years of my life, i lost my bubbly self.
I learnt to spend time by myself.. I used to really hate being alone, except to read.

Somewhere, somehow, i am becoming used to, and actually enjoy being alone.
I used to write down my thoughts, i stopped, fearing to read what i would write.
I guessed I changed, and somehow not for the better.
Some lessons I learnt, from that sweetest boy..
And I am reminded of so many things..
That somehow I always knew, but buried deep inside and never had the courage to take out those thoughts and act upon it..

Somehow I had to be 'woken' by someone so much younger than me, yet what does it matter? That which is important are the lessons learnt, whoever you learnt from..

I love this sweet boy to bits! Thanks for all you've done and the time you spared. :)

P. S. Urm, he probably might never read this page, but just for keepsake!