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a thing called chance

I hadn’t seen him in ten years and it felt weird yet relaxing. The day we left each other was one of indifference and doubt. Not only for what I had done but for the events that led to it. He KNEW what had happend and it irritated me greatly how he feigned ignorance especially on the day of graduation. 12 long years down the drain, what a friendship we had. I never talked to him since and it was something I deeply regretted.

Now as I stand face to face I remember the fun times we had and the experiences who missed out on. Was I a fool to let that “thing” interfere with what we had? As friends I once knew him really well and yet I was at a lost for words.

If only the circumstance where different.

Maybe then it would be better but I disregarded the feeling of regret and took a long deep breath.

After what seemed like an eternity I knew what I had to say.

It began something like this…...

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