“Don’t be a stranger okay?”
“What kind of question is that? Do you think i am actually that cold?” I joked.
“I just don’t want you to forget about me.”
“C’mon I won’t.”
“…….”
“Hey, we actually have a technology called FaceTime and Skype.”
“……”
I still joked but it just so hard to tell wether he was in the mood with me or not.
“Listen, I never feel connected with anyone like this before.” he said.
“I know, me too.”
“I wish we don’t have to say good bye.”
“…..”
“But who knows we might be together again in the next five years.”
I nodded as i forgot that we were actually on the phone. His voice is completely different through the device but i like the way he talk anyway no matter where it came from. I can imagine he must playing with his hair while he speaks or probably having a one fake cigarette in his mouth because he tried to quit. But i don’t want him to, smoking together on the balcony at his place is by far my favourite things to do. It was cold outside, i wore his sweater from the brand he liked. He was wearing my grey socks i bought from a vintage store. It was too small but he always find a way to fit in. And that’s what i like most about him, he’s never giving up.
The conversation still continued which i’m pretty sure neither of us want to hung up.
“I guess this is a good bye for real?” I said.
“No”
“It doesn’t have to, this is not a good bye but until the next time.” He answered.
“Okay, so just a good night then”
“Good night :)”
The line was dead and i wish upon the star, hopefully to meet him again in five years from now.