
I'm glad I met up with my old friend Mr. Lee Ying Hao after nearly half a year of not catching up. Nevertheless, I was never afraid of not being able to meet up with this friend because he never forgets me. I'm sure I'm not one of the top 5 in his list of life's priorities, but at least he bothers to put me in the list. On the other hand, some friends who appear in the top 10 in mine, I don't even exist in theirs.
Some people really don't bother. And that makes me wonder why I do. It always take two hands to clap, right?
Haven't met for too long, perhaps. We had fewer words to say, fewer topics. This somehow instills fear in me. Will I become speechless in front of friends whom I haven't seen for too long?
I enjoy peace, but I can't tolerate deafening silence.
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