I dedicate today's BGM to my 6th grade sweet heart

Brian.

Who only lives in my memories.

But I remember it as if it was yesterday.

It was 6th grade Harvest Moon Dance.

The breeze was tender and the moon light mellow,

He came up to me, a shy little girl with hot pink dress

and said, "Ah,Jeannie, May I have this dance?"

He took my hand and led me to the dance floor.

As the song started to glide in and as we got closer,

He looked me in the eye with his beatiful pale green

eyes and said,

"Sweety, will you be my brown eyed girl?"

That was my first romantic moment that I'll always 

remember as long as I live.

I'll always treasure the special puppy love of mine.

I would give anything to have a dance with him again

just like that night.

But that's just impossible because he was one

of the victim of the 911 attack in N.Y.

May his soul rest in peace.

My precious puppy love.

Tonight, my heart sores with past memory of my

young and foolish days and people who made them

alittle less painful, more meaningful and brighter. 

As I look back, they were the gift from God to help

me carry on through lonely solitude

and melancholiness.

Piece of melliferous moments.

Now, they are far gone, away from

my poor lonely soul.