When I was young (couldn't really remember how old I was that time), I used to have him around my side all the time. He was my friends and at the same time, being my far away cousin as well. We played together, went to the primary school together, had fun together and basically doing almost everything together because he was living quite near to my house. It was the old good times we had together.
Abruptly, I was told that he had to move all the way to Singapore due to certain reasons which I'm not particularly too sure what they were as I was still very young. I couldn't even barely remember how things went after he went away and didn't have the chance to send him off the airport. In my mind, as if he just disappeared from this world and no further news about him were being announced.
Once in a while, my family did mention about him and say he was doing great over there. Nothing much in particular except for the fact that he was doing very well. At least, I still got to know that he was doing great all those times. What a relief.
There was one time I got the chance to see him after he left for so many years. It was during my secondary school (can't remember my exact age though). My sister, another childhood friend and I were all tensed up and excited at the same time. Complicated feelings were all mixed up when we were told that he was coming to visit us. He has grown so much that I couldn't really recognised him at first. Everyone was happy and laughing all the time and we got to play with each other once again. Indeed, it was the old good times. Memory was being refreshed and it was just like the time we used to spend together.
Up until now, I haven't got any chance to see him again even though he did go back to visit everyone a couple times cause I went overseas for my further studies after graduating from my high school. What a waste, I know right. Fate, i guess. I was delighted when mum called over and told me that he wanted to see me but we couldn't. It's alright I thought, as least he still wanted to see me after so long. I'm happy that he still remembers me as his friend.
During my previous semester break, I went back to my real home where I belonged. He arrived one day before my flight returned to Perth to attend his uncle's wedding. I really wanted to see him but it was all sort of complicated and also due to the time constraint, I missed the chance to see him again. What the, I know right. Just before I went to the airport, my grandma put me on the phone. It was him and I was feeling a bit nervous as we haven't talked to each other for ages. It was kind of rushing so I only got his email address. Yay! Like finally. Internet is like the coolest thing ever cause once I have your email address, we can be connected all the time (you know it).
But I still can't get in touch with him yet even though I've already added him and even sent him an email. I'm wondering if I got the incorrect spelling or whatever it was. Very disappointing after going through all these. I'm thinking if he's wondering why haven't I contact him after that but there's nothing else I could do except for another chance in my life.
Anyway, I believe I'll definitely get the chance to see him again in future. I could give him a visit if I happen to go to Singapore. That's all I have to do I suppose. Till then, I hope he's doing great and I wish him the best wishes! And lastly, i would wish to say "I miss you, my friend".
