Being a teenager was one of the best part of our life. It is were we experienced our firsts. Our first crush,
our first barkada, our first lip balm, our first dance,
and our first love.
I remember this boy i met at a young age. He even had a reputation for being naughty and bad.
Happy go lucky, mischievous. But what I most remembered about this boy is the way he made me feel...
He made me feel special
He made me feel loved
Despite the fact that I had a reputation of being unfriendly,
he still made a lot of effort to show me how he feels.
He told me I was his first love...
After so many years, we saw each other again...
but now we are both grown up
not young and foolish anymore
and he still made me feel special, loved
He said that his feeling haven't change
despite the years
and I believed him.
and loved him with all my heart
and all my soul.
I thought he was still that same boy
who truly loves me
only me
I thought he was still that boy
the honest boy I've known
who wants nothing is this world but me
But people changed, feeling changed and it was too late when I realized that...
He was not the same anymore
That boy was gone...long gone
and It broke my hearth into pieces
thousand of pieces
the pain was so unbearable
and confusing
How can I have loved the wrong man?
Oh God, why?
It was hard to accept that you have loved man
a man full of worldliness...
lies and deceit
..and in the light of darkness I realized
I haven't loved that wrong man
because every time I think about him, the face of that young boy I see
that boy from my yesterday who had loved me truly
I haven't loved that wrong man, I have loved the right boy
But sadly, that boy was long gone..
he was just a memory
a sheer memory
and there's nothing I can do but to cry
and say good bye..
to that boy from yesterday.
FYI: This was written September 9, 2006.
FYI: This was written September 9, 2006.




































