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I met up with an old friend , Q, lately. Q and I have been close friends since my preppy school days. At that time, he was still an insensitive hetreosexual and i was still this closeted queer that is in a monogamous relationship. We did not hit it off immediately. But the friendship grew gradually. We became strong platonic buddies.

Between the interim of then and now, zillion of things happened. To fast forward the occurence of events ; We lost contact. We were hurt. Tired. Preoccupied. Moved on.

In recent years, he got me email addr from a common friend. We started emailing, the friendly and proper type of correspondence.I never intend to meet him again. There are too much demons in that past frienship that i had chucked aside, not wanting to face. Till after two years of persuasion by L, I relented.

The meet up was gauche. Every silence was deafening. Till all four of us[met up with another two as well] warmed up. We chatted animatedly , like no tomorrow. Till the cafe closes for the day. Yes, indeed, just like the old days. But with the maturity and pragmatism of adults. Aspirations were shared. Jokes were laughed at.

I could not get to sleep that night. There was just too much memories flooding in.

The next day, Q popped me a text : " The minute i saw you, i have so much to say, to share. Friendship never really dies off! "

Yes. i felt the exact sentiment as well. That connection.
Friendship never dies. It simply evolves into a different form.

Current mood : Nostalgic