Living in KL made it really easy to meet up with you. Whether it was bus or cab or LRT or Komuter or friend’s car, we’d find a way to see one another somehow.
Now I’m here. You’re still over there.
I miss hearing stories about life in a convent of nurses. About the zany bunch of people who are now your tutors, seniors, and roommates.
I miss going out with you, whether it was just to share a quick bite or to chat about random things all night long.
I miss the tales about the quirky folks who came to your hospital as its patients.
We had some real good times. Here’s looking to more good ones coming up.
Miss ya loads, darlin’.
P.S. Gotta love how my maroon and your green complement one another so well in the picture!