098: Greeting an old friend

She was rushing to class. Her mind filled with endless to-dos, things she wants, bottled up wishes, hopeful dreams and frustrations. 

She was about to make a turn at a corner when she stumbled and greeted with a familiar face.

There he was, an old friend of hers, smiling and looking as inviting as ever. Not a single wrinkle on his face. Not a single sign of aging. He hasn't changed at all! She thought. While age has been catching up on her and adding on a few fats around her body. 

She wanted to return the smile but her face blank, almost unreadable. It did a great job at camoflauging the raging feeling that surged at the pit of her stomach. She was stunned.

4 years. Yes, that's how long they last met each other. She remembered how short it was but also, how meaningful it has been. He used to be her haven, a safety nest for her to pour everything inside her - thoughts, feelings, ideas, happiness, sadness, unspoken words, words, words and more words. What happened?

Life happened? In between, so many things had happened.

So much to say. So many things to catch up. So many tears and laughters missed. So many stories, moments and memories. So many words left unsaid and vanished into thin air.

"Hey..." a voice, barely audible, almost like a whisper finally made its way out of her chapped mouth. A curl formed from the corner of her lips. 

"Wanna catch up over a cuppa?" he said. 

"Sure, but we might need more than a cup of coffee."