Wednesday, October 18, 2006

My Dreamboy

I got to know him through the forums in Trevvy (SGBOYX), from the thread School boys of 1988 - NO, i wasn't looking for kids. I was just doing my job of checking, reading and moderating the forums. He's a train enthusiast. It's a rare hobby in Singapore. We exchanged contacts and started chatting online over MSN. We met up for the first time and he was rather quiet. I had to do the talking mostly.

It's only after the first time meeting that I began to notice something unique and special about him. We chatted more and more online and began meeting up more frequently. I would go all the way after work to his area just to have dinner with him. He was still having his school holidays and didn't have anything to do. Having broke up from a 2.5 years of a bad relationship whereby his partner cheated on him and possessed him like a kept boy, he's now enjoying his freedom.

He's only 18. But he knows a lot. He's cute, adorable and charming. I can't get my eyes off him. I've been bringing him to whatever movie that i'm watching. He even went into a movie just meant for those aged 21 years and above only. He was even so proud of it - saying that it was his first R21 movie and kept the ticket stub.

We've been chatting for more than a week everynight on the phone. Sometimes, i'm just so touched by his actions. I feel so attached to him and he would just ask me to make decisions for him. We're now more than normal friends. We're special friends and i'm happy with it. I'm just hoping that he'll get over his past relationship soon and pick himself up.

Holding hands and walking down the red carpet down the aisle in church with wedding bells ringing. Everyone hopes and wishes for this. My cousin will be doing so next month. But will it happen for people like us? Well, sadly at this point in time, it will never happen in Singaypore. Perhaps, in a few years time, maybe 10 or so, we'll all be able to walk down the pink carpet instead.

You are my dreamboy. You should know who you are, if you're reading this. Take care.

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