She was right, this is a nice meme which she got from here. So I’m not going to tag anyone on this as well. It’s up to you whether you want to take it on or not. But really…its good to let it all out every once in a while.
I am that baby that was born over foriegn soil.
I am that baby that always loved water enough to enjoy taking a bath.
I am that boy who burn himself on melted plastic while playing with fire.
I am that boy never stopped asking “why?”
I am that boy who twisted another boy’s arm until he cried in kindergarden because he was making fun of me.
I am that boy who sat by the corner of his class reading “Doraemon” comics in chinese and Nietzche’s “Beyond Good and Evil”.
I am that boy who dislocated his shoulder rollerblading on a dare.
I am that boy who earned the respect of his peers after 6 years of being kicked and punch.
I am that boy who tied his shoelaces everyday after school to pretend to wait for you so that I could walk you home.
I am that child who took up that blade and started the habit that would continue for years to come.
I am that boy who fell in love for the first time with you because you showed me misery loves company.
I am that boy who finally sang tenor in choir because it made me feel alive.
I am that boy who stood by you as a friend and realised that’s what I needed to be.
I am that friend who gave that eulogy at your funeral and swore that when this was over, never again will anyone have to suffer your fate.
I am that ex who made the mistake of caring too much for a person until he forgot to do what was right.
I am that boy who woke up beside you in the morning and realised with all my heart how much I loved you.
I am that boy who hugged you on that empty stairwell on the 7th floor never letting you go.
I am that boy who had to choose between the girl he loved and a future he promised to make.
I am that boyfriend who went to class and a movie without underwear because you dared me to and never regretted it…4 times.
I am that boyfriend who made the fatal mistake of holding on to you too tight.
I am that ex who broke down because you broke up with me and there was nothing I could do about it.
I am that friend who stood by you in the weeks she broke up with me because you are my friend.
I am that boy who worked hard to buy you that phone for christmas because you wanted it.
I am that boy who broke the bone in his hand punching the wall because I saw her kiss someone I know she didn’t love.
I am that friend who tucked you into bed at night and kiss your forehead goodnight after that incident.
I am that boy who realised that he couldn’t get drunk no matter how much he kept drinking.
I am that boy who still wakes up in the middle of the night scared of his nightmares.
I am that boy who still believes that you should not look into the worst in things…but secretly does it anyway.
I am that friend that walked you and spent the night at your home after the party and started those really funny rumours between us.
I am that friend who seems to have the answers for everything but can never seem to fix the personal messes in his life.
I am that boy who started to devote a large chunk of his social life around his blog because he wanted to be good at something.
I am that boy who finally realised that there was always a friend there for him in which he still has to reach out every once in a while.
I am that boy who is still waiting for his time to arrive and realised that in the end…it’s not about a single moment in life but about that road you travel, that constant one foot foward and the belief in something worth in life.
I am that boy, that guy, that friend, that ex, who will always be who he is.
The good and the bad. The rights and the wrongs. The laughter and tears. The joy and sadness. The pleasure and pain. One package in all and all in one package. After all…I’m just another boy, walking along the road in life, trying to find a home in which he can finally live the rest of his life in peace.