This is not our first time being apart from each other.
You left the school and we were no more school mates. That year, we were only 15. And ever since then, we were never together in the same college nor university.
And few years later, you flew to Melbourne to further your studies and I stayed back at KL to gain more working experience. The letters you wrote to me, they are still well-kept in my treasure box. In 2003, we united again at Melbourne. Do you remember where was it that we met after absence of a few years? It was in my university, you and Jerm came and look for me. The daring experience of looking for place to stay was unforgettable. I admire your courage speaking to my landlord.
The loneliness was unbearable. You later moved out to CBD and I moved into 125 at Drummond. How strange isn’t? It’s always in & out we encounter each time.
Few glorious years spent in Melbourne, you have your peers and I have my church mates as support. You spent your night life clubbing and I spent my weekends tour guiding. We both have had different priorities in our lives, for even today. That year had also brought the curtain down on our Uni life. We came back to our country and started our first permanent job. You were lucky, having a job awaited you after your graduation. I was still struggling finding a right job. There and then, we would come out for drinks for catch up. The mutual understanding we have amongst us have often left many question marks behind.
Now that you’re leaving again. And I don’t know when only can we reunite.
We are still good friends even today in spite of a few times being apart from each other. Why were we still getting along well all these years? Is it because we are only surficial close? Or on the contrary, we know each other too well that we knew we are just not compatible at all. Or is it there is no false expectation formed even in the very beginning. The hope and wish of being more than merely a friend were not developed in the past and present. 或许就是因为我们彼此没有期待与遐想，之所以这样我们的友情才能像细水源源流长。
Now you’re leaving again. For very first time, I wasn’t being expressive enough to give you a goodbye hug. The aging factor have refrained me from being ‘physically expressive’ now. I’m clueless this time of when you’ll be returning home. I have no idea when can we see each other again, face to face. I’ll miss the dinners, coffees, laughters and all the joys we had together.
May God bless you with a clear and sound mind to be able to differentiate what is right and wrong. And give you the guidance to continue to pursue your vision and goals.
Trying not to be mushy again >_<
Take care and stay healthy.
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