this is random.
but I was suddenly reminded about an incident back when I was a kid.
something that happened to me for the first time ever.
and probably the last.


it was when I was about 11years old.
still a kid more innocent than ever.
and me, ibu and my dad went holidayig at KL with another couple friend of theirs.
And I made friends with the daughter.
I forgot her name.

anyways. so one night.
the adults decided to go out.
leaving the kids at the hotel cos the girl I made friends with was sick.
the girls mom said,before leaving, "your brother is nearby in KL too.
he's on the way to look after you girls.
open the door when he comes."

so we chilled in the room.
eating snacks.
when someone knocked our door.
the girl carefully went to check if it was her brother.
and it was so she opened it for him.

and there I was, sitting on the bed.
when he walked in.

and that moment. the moment he entered.
I fell in love.
like, I swear I did.

he walked in the room all smiling (at me?)
laughed a little at the mess.
but i noticed nothing.

my world stopped spinning.
im not being cliché here
im being honest.
I was totally just there on the bed, staring at him.
i felt like the room went all quiet when he came in.
I heard nothing, I saw nothing, just him.

only now would I realize that I fell for him.
back then I thought I was crazy.
I snapped out of it, feeling embarrassed.
I still am embarrassed thinking bout it now.
but of course no one noticed.
just me.

just a little girl at 11.
who instanty fell in love with a teenage boy.

after the KL incident, I didn't see him at all.
until a few years later when I heard he was involved in one certain
fighting incident at Clark Quay when a guy died due to getting stabbed.
The guy was his friend.

I remerber me and mom going to their house to see how he was.
I was so nervous I could pee in my pants.
but when we saw him.
he was different.
he looked depressed.
sad more like.
and distant.

it's like his soul died.
his mom said the incident on seeing his friend stabbed caused him major trauma.
and i felt sad for him.

and then we left the house.
with me. having done or said nothing to him.
except stare, again.

then a couple of years later.
I saw him again!
on TV.
he was on a football team.
The Tampines Rovers.
I was so shocked but I instantly recognized him.
I did!
he look as handsome as ever.
good looking bastard.

and I was glad to see him happy again.
I guess he must have been doing well.
probably have a girlfriend already too.
I'm guess she must be hot.
dammit.


but it don't matter cos I was hoping that maybe a few years from now.
I hope to see him again.
even if he doesn't see me.
just to revive an old memory.
a memory I sometimes forget.
a memory of an old innocent feeling I can never get back.
:)




AND NO THIS IS MOT A FAKE STORY.
IT HAPPENED.
it's true.