We all know about love at first sight. They say it’s beautiful,magical and just like a movie. How about friendship at first sight, sound funny,right. But it’s more than beautiful or magical, and no movie know about it.
We met in a meeting, I sat next to her, she made a joke and I was the only one who got it. Not that the joke wasn’t funny, but cause you had to be a certain way (weird, I guess…lol) to have gotten it. We hit it off that time, no need of what’s your name or how are yous or what’s your favorite this or what’s your dislikes.
It was great, we were like long lost sisters. We all love writing, love the same type of music, love teaching kids… We were so close, we could feel when something was wrong with the other just by guts, we weren’t shy to shed tears in front of each other, coz we knew, the other will wipe them away. We talked about everything and about nothing. We were inspirational source to each other. My pain was hers, so was hers, mine.
But by time went by, things went back to normal, we didn’t know each other, we hardly said “hi” when we met, un-responded messages, back to the crossroads, back to two strangers in a meeting.
However, I think ‘the how’re yous and what’s your name’ were needed, cause just as I didn’t see her coming it is as I didn’t see her leave. I felt like I had shared history, memories and dreams with a stranger,but again, she was just a stranger.
_ by Kanziza Linda Raissa