Forgotten boy...

Push up bra.... G-Strings.... those are a few of my favourite things.

As a girl, I could see the eyes of every guy who looks right at me. I also see the guys who look a little lower.. their eyes gaze upon such beauty which only holds temporary. They do not see what lies beneath my skin. Inside of me, surging every part of my body. They do not see me.

As a girl, I love to shop. Especially with my gurl friends. We chat, we laugh.... we gossip *ahem* share... we talk about boyz and almost everything under the sun. Somethings never change. I like to pamper myself in chocolate. Sometimes made of the finest cocoa. I love myself.

As a girl, I know that I have to keep up with an image of a lady. I cannot wear what I simply want, I cannot sit in a rude way. I must wash and clean whenever I finish my meals. I have to learn to be a lady. Perhaps someday my prince charming will notice what a good girl I am and he will take me away from this place.

As a girl, I cannot remember how many countless guys have tried to be mine. They are all the same. Of course, every guy is better than the one before, but they all just seem the same to me. I cannot remember of the times I have been yelled at, pushed to the wall, or slapped right in my face. For their words, anger and agressiveness are all the same. I cannot remember how many guys have tried to sleep with me. For their lust is all just about physical attraction...

Boyz...

Now I'm with a guy I like. I saw something different in him. He was special... when I close my eyes, I only see him. I know he's got to be the one. He's funny and cute. He laughs at my jokes. Sometimes cheers me up in various creative ways. He buys me gifts that I can never find anywhere. He would spend time with me after work no matter how tired he is. He always checks to see if I'm okay. He is loyal to me and rejects other girls for me. Most importantly, as I have said right in the begining.. he sees past my physical beauty. He sees ME. But then... slowly and surely. I forgot about him. He seems just like any other guy out there. What happened to me.. I am blinded by my past. They all seem to same...

or IS he?

Maybe I just never could see what I actually saw. Maybe I don't know what I have till its gone... Now he doesnt want me anymore. How could this have happened? What have I done wrong.......

I think I have just forgotten.... what a guy he was. He was no ordinary guy. He was mine...


Forgotten Boy
by Jason Aw. Copyright@2006
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No, I'm not gay. But I just tot I'd share with you what was on my TOTM (Time of the Month)....

hehe... just kiddin.. its my Theater of The Mind..