X was my best friend who was from Kerala, in India.When I came back from Sweden where my father was on a work attachment, I found it a bit difficult and tough, adjusting back into the Singapore schol system again. I met X, on the way to school during the first few days. He was a tall guy with dazing hazel eyes and a simply divine body. I was mesmerized by him ever since the day i saw him. Secretly, i wanted to get to know him and befriend him but somehow whenever i was near him, i became tongue-tied. However the day came when i took the initiative and made the move.It was after a few months in school, somewhere in February when we had our first 'meeting'.My girls and I had just finished our netball game and were having a break and he on the other hand had just finished a basketball game. i took several swigs out of my water bottle and caught him at the corner of my eye.This is it! Your best chance to bond! I told my self and i went up to him and we started playing. WE did this over a couple of weeks and voila, before you knew it we were like coffee and sugar.Sometimes together and at times not and we liked it that way. Tongues started wagging of course but we didn't give a damn about it-well atleast i thought so.I looked at our relationshio as a frothy one.Fun and enjoyable but not important or serious as a love-companionship-way.On the contrary, i failed to realise that X had a little something for me but dared not say or confess anything until that day, which was just a few days away from his flight to Canada- he was moving there because his dad was going there on an work attachment.History repeating itself?.... I will the rest anither day. i cant believe its 3 days left. No its JUST 3 DAYS LEFT!! and it doesn't reallt help when all your friends go " who's going on saturday to send him off?" like again and aging and AGAIN. What the hell?? rofl.. msg for you roshan : do you know whats going on? do u know what i am trying to say BUT I CANT SAY?