That one called to wish me happy birthday at 11.30pm on February 10. The first thing he asked me was what time was it because he was scared he was overdue.

I was overcome by dejavu because exactly three years ago, the exact same thing happened. Three years ago, he called at 11.30pm on February 10 all the way from Italy to wish me a happy 17th birthday. And the first thing he asked when I picked up the phone was what time was it because he didn’t want to miss the date either.

Three years have gone by since my 17th and my 20th birthday and so much has changed between us. (Yalah, yalah, I am 20 la but by the next entry I will go back to insisting that I am actually 19).

We have become best friends, then realised we’d fallen in love.

We have gotten together, fought like cats and dogs, and finally broken up.

We tried to repair our friendship by picking up the pieces of our relationship and gluing them back together, minus the romance bits.

We did resume our best friendship, but at a cost, somehow. After we broke up, we continued to fight. We had no rights over each other but we fought anyway. We fought over my right to go clubbing, my right to have certain friends which he didn’t like, fought when we saw each other with a new special someone.

Strangely enough, I don’t think either of us were still in love with the other. What we had had subsided into a more ‘subtle’ love for a best friend. Yet we continued to feel possessive of each other and still felt irritated everytime the other did something wrong or stupid.

Once during a midnight heart to heart with Fat Her, he brought up an idea of his that me and that one would someday get back together again. Something about us made Fat Her think that he is my soulmate. Maybe we were not meant for each other at the tender age of 17 or 20 but who knows what would happen in the future? Maybe after maturing and growing up in our separate ways, we would realise we were right for each other after all. Somewhat like the movie “The Way We Were”, he said. >.<

Heh, I don’t know if this is my soulmate or not. What I know is we’re at opposite ends of the world now and will most probably not see each other again in the next few years.

This is one person I don’t want to lose touch with. But I am glad for this loss of contact. Maybe after this period, our friendship can finally become a normal one, where we don’t feel the need to yell at the other for things that couples fight over. Maybe we will get back together again. Or maybe this is just a romantic notion on my part because he was my first love. 🙂

I wish him the best in all his endeavours and if/when we meet again let us hopefully resume our friendship again. 🙂