Meeting My Childhood Girl...
It was almost fifteen years by the moment the last time she greeted me. The last time I knew I saw her was when we saying goodbye to each other, I gave her a bunch of roses. I wish I could have more time to play around, like what we always had when it was recess. The pillars along the sidewalk were our 'playground'. Now, when both of us already 22, we meet again but in a more structured way--via internet. I don't really know her, and I guess, she doesn't really know who I am either after almost fifteen years. At this moment, I always wish to meet her eye-to-eye.
Waiting to Meet You Again, Husnul.
Sincerely,
Adda~
