Thursday, September 20, 2007
It creates a different atmosphere.
An atmosphere favorable of recalling the past.
To where I have been
And to what i have become.
You got me wrong if you think that past still haunts me,,
I had choices: whether or not let past haunt me
and I choose the latter.
But I can't help thinking about high school days.
a phase in my life that would never ever fade in my mind.
where first times happened
where enemies are damn cruel
where conservatives reign
where actions are always misunderstood
where laughter is prevalent
where joys and sorrows are shared
where problems are not dealt alone
where every moment counts
where rules are broken
where love is felt at its best
where friends for keeps are met
where cammaraderie developed
where dreams are woven....
To you who made me reminisce my life as a high school student...
To you who loved me.. and still loves me...
To you whom i entrusted my heart...
To you who's happy now....
To you who have said that dreaming is free...
To you who taught me to realize those dreams...
I am grateful...
