Our Last Little Sweet Hug. As fast as the wind that blew the strands of my hair every morning. As we walk past the stores lining up in the street. Trying to catch the next tricycle. To get into the van. And finally to the train. With the sea of grumbling commuters every single day. Until the day you left. We are just two strangers discussing our dreams. Over a cup of coffee.

I want to thank you for giving me time to think. You surprised me with the question you dropped during the last time you actually talked to me. I was flattered to hear I made an impact in your life which even made you ask me to journey with you in the future. Those past years have been indeed a long period to build what we have and also go through that seemingly roller coaster ride.