I wasn't thinking about him. Suddenly, he appeared from nowhere and invited me for a walk by the sea shore. He reminded me of the things he used to tell me when he used to be my friend – how I should be as a person and how i should run my life. The way he talked to me made me feel like I’m not doing well with my responsibilities. Maybe he’s right, I thought. The sun was beige and the sands, gently blown by the wind, were like millions of stained crystals touching my feet - reminding me it wasn’t a dream. I remember putting my right arm across his shoulders as we walked along, holding hands. I can feel his shoulder blades, just like how it was during our last conversation. This time he can walk straight and i can see him smiling. After that short conversation he touched my cheeks. I kissed his left cheek in return and thanked him. Before I could say another word, a rushing wave touched my feet. It was strangely cold. Unanticipatedly, the fluorescent light blurred my vision. The air-conditioner was humming too loud. I see no sun, no sand. I was alone in a dimly-lit room.
I am missing you.
Till we meet again.
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