Old Times

Reminded of old Hong Kong before the flag changed. Not the power nor connections. Just the people of then. Half my life as past since that time. I didn’t know it’s been so long. Not many of us still see each other that often but some of us still do. But I wish for a few hours next week, we can all sit together. I don’t know why I hark back to the days when we all first met. Even if we don’t talk or spend time with each other, just that we all share that bond of knowing for so long. Next week sometime, I would like for us to sit together because then they will understand that I might cry, then will know how much effort was placed to be still in touch and friends after this long, and why I feel so bad. I can explain a hundred time to others but they were not there then, they don’t know what it was like and what it is. I want to call someone in New York and tell them to come home, someone needs you, I probably need you too, and I want to call someone in London and say, come back just for a week because something happenned at home and we want you here. You know we went through so many things and know all the stories that even when we are millions of miles away and we haven’t spoken for 284 weeks, we all still carry each other with us, and moments like this, it would be good to have you there sitting by me and be there for someone else. Coz you know what it felt like then. And what it feels like now. I think I need that front, and if I need it, someone else will need it so much more. I don’t really care if you feel the way I feel but I know I do not need to explain. I just want to hear your voice. And it would be good we are all together. For the strength that is needed, the bond of not only us, but our parents, and some of our grandparents. The time has past, those days gone but we are still here and we still remember and it was our lives.