Reminiscence
2:15 AM
But I tell you.
It is okay to look back.
To relive those moments.
To feel those emotions, as many times, as often as you need.
Take your time.
No rush.
Just you and some innocuous feelings.
Besides, the pain and suffering aside, happiness can also be found.
That being said, let me take you on a trip.
To memorabilia...
Four years ago, I accepted Christ. That was also when I first met you. We became friends, I think. Of course we became friends, whom am I kidding. It must have been divine intervention. If you have doubts, take a look at these photo evidences.
Is that proof enough? Of the laughs and meals we shared. Of the physical and spiritual places we explored. And more importantly, of the love we had for each other. Yes, God was present in that love. He physically manifested through us. To this day, snotty tears still run down my face whenever I think of you. The love you showed me. And the way you stood by my side until the end. It's been too long. Since we last saw each other. Since the day you were erased from my daily news. To tell you the truth, the possessive now often makes me forget about the distant past. But like Dr. Brand from the movie "Interstellar" said,
"Love is the one thing that transcends time & space".
In the same way, I hope our friendship will also endure the test of time. The next time we meet, though we'd have changed, I hope it would be as if we never left each other in the first place. In case we don't get to meet again, I will hold onto these memories of time spent with you, the only treasures I possess. And you, the person I am proud to call friend. Thank you. For simply having been who you were. The goofy, serious, grumpy, sarcastic, happy, eccentric and lovable you. Even though we are far apart now. Even though our lights cannot reach each other. I will say a prayer for you. I will ask the Lord to keep you safe. And if the day ever comes when you decide not to follow Him anymore, I trust that He will guide you back. Like He always does. Our Father's perfect love for us never fails.
I can't promise that I will always be there for you.
But these I can tell:
I miss and cherish you.
Yes you.
My brother and sister
from the same Father.
Photography by Anja Pietsch.
