Just a Boy

Last Tuesday, I was about to meet a friend to have lunch together at the Japanese Restaurant inside Shopping Center. I was on a bench, idly waiting for this friend then my eyes set upon this boy.

He was not just some boy. He was the boy I used to like. In fact, he was the only boy I admired so far, the only one until I shall leave UP Diliman. I knew he saw me, and recognized me, but he ignored. My eyes too, didn't follow his path.

But there was this loud 'thud' in my heart. I don't what that 'thud' was for, it just came about. After he was out of sight, I started questioning myself why did that happen in the first place seeing that I am not concerned with him anymore. Was that stupid of me?

I don't know. Maybe it was. I nostalgically thought about the days I always looked forward every Electronics class just so I could see his pretty face. I admired that he was a Chemistry Major. And that he came from the province. He seemed so charming and I love the way he chuckles with his acquaintance seat mate. I even let him be the subject of one of my works in Creative Writing. I wanted to smile, but every time he seemed so near, I get jittery and my heart palpitates like crazy. In the corner of my mind I wish he would talk to me and take my number. But it never happened, I felt crushed. In fact, he had a girlfriend the same day I hoped he would talk to me.

I held back the tears as I went inside the library, trying to swallow the painful lump bulging in my throat.

Since that day, I never admired a person the same way. Maybe I had enough, maybe I'm thinking about other things. Maybe I'm thinking about my life and what's ahead of me. Maybe it's not time to think about a boy.

All those daydreams soon faded--I felt stronger, happier, more content. And then you wondered what happened next? He became just a boy. Just a boy.