in the end words doesn't matter...
I guess it’s part of life, you know. Being young, naive. It’s funny though. But then again, that feeling that she gave me, it was indescribable. Anyways long story short, I finally got the courage and talked to her, made her my girl. It was perfect and nothing, I mean nothing was getting in between us. Days goes by with daily late night phone calls, no sleep(most of times I'm the one with no sleep for I am in a different zone.
So yes... all these lovesick stuff contribute to dropping grades.
Either than that frequent thought of getting her gifts, random snapping of pictures to show her, getting texts, anything… you name it. We did it. Memories, we had a box full. It’s funny, we would joke around about how many kids we would have, where we would live, or even getting married. Looking back at it, it was kinda dumb. But I believed with all my heart that she would be the one I’d be with forever.
Until the fights started happening.
Little by little, we started to fade.
Then all of a sudden it just ended.
You know, I didn’t just lose my girlfriend… I lost my best friend. And I don’t know what hurts more.
That we don’t speak, or when we speak it is not the same.
My home where every spots remind me of her.
When it comes to summer holidays the thought of planning a trip with her and the other hooligans.. 
I guess I knew the risk of falling for your friend which my friends and she tried to tell me…But.... you never think that you’re gonna break up with them, you know? You think it’s always gonna be you and her, him and you.
Sometimes I just wanna tell you that I miss you. Sometimes I just wanna hug you, I wanna kiss you. Or even just have a conversation, see how you’re doing. Do you still think of me? Do you remember our first kiss? Do your remember, how you were looking at me with those reckless eyes(btw she has huge pretty eyes)? And you told me you loved me for the first time. Because I remember yours.
How could I forget? And I just want you to know that I still think about you, from time to time.
I guess what I’m trying to say is, you never forget your first love. Well you girl was my first. 


*cropped this out of Ben's blog... I just have the urge to post it up.. It's so sweet...*