"Wait for me outside your house. I'll be there soon, Aly. I'll show you how much I miss you. Just wait for me." said him. That's the last words that I heard from him. Really the last words. 'Just wait for me'.. and I'm still here waiting for him like crazy. I fell in love with him when I was 4 years old. No kidding. i still remember and he was 6 years old. My family and I moved to new house and he was my neighbour. I really loved him. That's my first love. And I know, first love is the greatest love ever. Yeah. Hehehe. We didn't spoke to each other until oneday.... That was his brother's birthday party and his brother invited me cause my sister is his friend. I asked my mum to put on a cute dress for me and my mum did cause my mum knew that I loved him. When i saw him at his house, i was speechless. Haha. Imagine, i was still 4 years old! After a few minutes, he came to me and asked me, "Do you want to eat cake? I can't finish mine. Let's share with me.".. That's the first time he spoke to me. I didn't answer him but he already sat next to me. My sister was with me. She helped us to eat that cake.That's the sweetest cake ever in my life... Vanilla mixed with chocolate.. I really hope to eat that cake again, but, it will never be the same without him.... after a few weeks, we've been playing together every afternoon. He always taught me how to play football but i always ended up to be a 'useless goalkeeper'. There's no one wanted to play with me, only him. Only him. I don't know when, but we're started to grow up together as a couple. When i told him about boys, he will shut my mouth. Hahaha. I still remember, that's when I was 8 years old and he was 10 years old. The first time we said 'I Love You' when I was 8 years old, but when someone asked when he took me as his girlfriend, he will answered them, "When I was 6 years old.". He also reminded me to remember that he already took me as his when he was 6. Hahaha. He's cute, right? But, when he was 12 and I was 10, his family went for a holiday for a week. I still rememeber, his last smile before he entered the car. Yeah, wore a V-line shirt and a sweater. I was waiting for him to come back home and always called him to check him. Not check, but actually, I missed him a lot. And, the day had came! Saturday morning, he called me and asked me to wait him outside my house. I went straight outside and sat on a chair. Waited and waited. But he never came. My mum took me in cause night was coming. I tried to call him, but there's no answer. The next day, Sunday. before 4 am, my mum woke me up from bed and asked me to follow her quickly. I was clueless and followed her. My father took my family to a hospital. My sister called someone and I heard her, "We're here". They rushed their step, and I just followed them. Right then, I saw my boyfriend's brother. Cried and said, "my eldest sis and my youngest brother could'nt be safe." Youngest brother? That's my boyfriend. What the hell? what's wrong with him? I saw my sister took a deep breath and walked towards me. She said, "They were in an accident." That's the only words that I could heard. My body got weak, my tears fell down. I didn't say any words. I didn't cry but only my tears fell down. My sister hugged me and kiss my forehead, but I ignored her. My head was flying away. He left me but he said to me for the last time was "Wait for me.". Then, how should I wait for him? I was almost lost my mind. After that day, I didn't talk too much, I just say anything that's important. And, I alwyas feel like there's no one will understand me, no one will believe me and no one will want to know what i feel inside, so, i end up, write poems. Very sad poems. And, until now, I always write what I feel inside and make everyone understand me more. But i know, no one will never understand what I felt, and what i felf when i was writing this. No one, except me... and my late boyfriend