My Talking Comp.

I was just scrolling over my folder, when I found him.... 

And my heart skipped a beat.

He was someone from the past that I kept a distance with. Because he was so nice and great, and I most likely, tend to hurt one I love.

And there goes the old us again... 

The rest is.. The words roll themselves out. Beyond us. 

Oh, the screenshot and mail were just a scrapped, in case you think the story was fiction..

This and this^^ 

If you think this is breaking my heart, you're wrong. It's a mature deep talk between two people who are connected to each other very well..

Mature. Respect. Affection. Friendship.... Nothing else.

I know publishing our story, our talks, would be too private.. But hell, this is my way to cherish him. To remember him.. My best friend called Talky.