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Table Conversations

Earlier this month, the “stars” aligned and I’ve finally managed to catch up with 2 of my closest friends from University – Aloy & YL.

Over coffee, we talked about everything under the sun – well, almost. Plato, Socrates, gossips (not really) about where some of our course-mates went, our Professors and some impressionable topics that they taught.

Upon returning home, I kept thinking about those conversations that we had. It occurred to me that it was probably the most intellectual conversation that I’ve had with my friends in a long time. It has always been about mindless things and I hardly get anything meaningful from it.

The differences between my friends are drastically different. In example, lunch with XT would be mindless conversations about spending crazy amounts of money on houses, food and our little monsters (i.e her nephews and my step-brother). Perhaps for many, that is a meaningful conversation, but for it, it feels empty.

Ohh, it’s such a shame… That we don’t talk anymore. We don’t talk anymore, like we used to do. We don’t laugh anymore, like we used to do…

The lyrics from Charlie Puth’s song, We don’t talk anymore, is really truly apt for any broken relationship / friendship. Ever since my ex-best friend Angel decided to take a walk from my life, I’ve really missed having someone to have a deep conversation with (other than my husband). Honestly, I hate how Facebook reminds me of the times I’ve spent with her. The hours shopping, conversations and the crazy things we used to do together. What I would give to have those back, but alas, split milk will never be placed back in a cup wholly.

Angel, if you are ever reading this. I’m sorry we’ve came to the state we are in today. I’ve missed you.

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