angels come in different forms..

Seeing you again made me happy. For the endless times before, I had prayed to see you. There maybe times you were forgotten, you drift at the very back but every now and then you come to mind and I had always hoped that you are fine..

Knowing you again…I see a different man and I’m truly glad to have kept your memory.. If for any consolation of the days, months and years of silence, it would be seeing you at your best now.. I am proud of what you’ve become..