Pretending I didn’t know how we met, how could you fall for that? You know too well I remember everything. I didn’t get a chance to tell you that after you came back from Finland. Pandemic. And I’m sorry I’m making you break your isolation next week to say goodbye, but I’m moving away soon, you know that. After two years without seeing you smile I couldn’t go away without giving you a hug. It would be wrong and impossible to endure.
It’s funny how much we changed after the last time I saw you before your departure. I wonder if anything will feel odd once we meet again. You became bald, now you have a full face beard. I adopted a brand new wardrobe. You lived alone for the first time, and now you have decided where you want to establish your career. I entered university and completed a whole year of it, without ever stepping on campus.
It’s been more than 700 days.
It sure doesn’t feel like that after we spent nights awake on calls, trying to fix my codes. I was so happy after my first programming lab, after I finished my Arduino project… I credit a lot to you, for believing in me and for having patience to explain to me how arrays work. There was also that time we decided to workout together. Cameras on, we were both wearing yellow! Instead of exercising we spent a great deal of time talking about our matching shirts…
And yet, you still think we became friends naturally, as if it was destined to be.
Let me tell you, before it is too late, how it really happened.
I met you at a school meeting about the newspaper. We just said “hello” cordially, as one does when they see someone for the first time. I learned your name. The following day I came back to the meeting room during lunch time. I was a little sad, and a lot overwhelmed. You were there, editing the newspaper and you let me stay. We talked a little bit, you made me smile. I bet you have no recollection of any of that. A couple weeks later, someone in the newspaper team decided to change something in your design. I backed you up because you were not there, but I really couldn’t avoid anything, the changes were made. I remember you were appalled all the spacing was uneven once the changes were made. After that, you taught me how to use InDesign, while you tried to save as much as you could of the lost symmetry and organization. And then, only then, we became friends.
So, yeah… We can actually trace all back to the very day it all started.
