How Could I...

Old school friends are like the favourite soft toy that we have put aside to pursue things grown up.

The soft toy that kept us company when we were alone; that gave us courage when we were afraid; that comforted us when we were wronged.

That listened to our dreams, our worries, our awkward attempts to understand the world around us.

But most of all, that favourite soft toy was there when we needed it most; for a hug and a grasp of the hand, a reassurance that the night though dark would soon be light again in the morning. As when a new day is born and when hope springs eternal. The tears will dry, the smiles return. Another adventure thus begins anew. We, together.

The years pass and I am grown. I once again say hello to this favourite soft toy of mine. It is a little tattered, a little torn. However, I am reminded of the warmth and unconditional friendship it has given me. And I say, not without regret, How could I not return to you sooner?

- by TC Lai