*****All of the content below are considered fiction. *****

Its been 22 years and 7 months since it all started.

It was never intentional, i just went with the flow and realized i had somebody i could relate with and talk for hours on end on the phone. For the younger readers, back then landlines were what we used for those lengthy conversations, which meant unless you had a cordless phone, you would be stuck for hours on where the phone was, and even with a long line it still limited you to staying where the phone was.

For the most part i will be telling the story of how it started, how it went, and how it ended (or not). Please bear with me.

I realized i needed to write this down just for the sake or remembering it correctly. 2 decades takes it toll on the memory, and while some of those memories have not yet faded, some are as if it was just last week, still vivid and the same, and we both looked young and still had our best years ahead of us. Time is indeed cruel to both memory and our bodies, we cannot stop aging, and yet, in my mind this memory of hers lives on.

The past is gone, these are all memories that i am working on. Both have moved forward in our lives without each other, both are married, both apparently are happy with their lives. Of course, this does not mean we don't have our other struggles in life. All i have are fragments, while for her, well, i guess there might not be anymore, but i am just guessing.

There is no longing for the current, just a remembrance of the past. And even with that, there was no smooth sailing and just sweet memories. There are ugly days when we fought over petty things, though somehow i think i just preferred to remember those when we didn't.

We had our differences, we just wanted to make it work. We considered each other to be our own best friend. But it never really worked out due to the circumstances we were in. Don't expect a romantic tale for this is far from it. Think of this as a recollection of those memories and how i think they have captivated me for years, and now have been seared into my memory of the days when i was still a young lad full of idealism, before the brutality of reality laid it bare for me to understand that some things just aren't how we envisioned it to be.
 

It was a fast 3 years that went by. But somehow those memories remained, not much of those after, but just of those times. I did not understand much about relationships and did not know how a lot of things, on her side she had an idea of what it was but it was far from how i understood it all.I was a college freshman, she was on her last year of high school.

It all started because of 1 slow day. We were hanging out in the less-used section of the grounds, before the new canteen was even put up. Being bored i asked for a friend if i could borrow his phone.

To be continued in a later post. Please follow me for more.