Still Flying By

Unlike my annual Hall of Fame and season bet posts, the 27th April one is the one I find quite difficult to write each year.

It's a bit hard not to remember the day you met someone. Well, for me it isn't hard because I recall it was the day before my Sister's birthday.

I can't believe it was five years ago. In fact - it was on a Sunday at around this time.

I didn't know back then that this person would soon become someone who I would love spending my time with. We spent hours together, I would often comment that whenever we spoke our conversations would go off in a tangent.

Every minute I spent in her company was sixty seconds of fun and happiness. That may sound soppy but it's the only way I can articulate what that time meant to me.

They really were good times.

But, we all know what they say about good things. A little over a year later we were so apart that it was killing me just to talk to her. I tried my best to prove what she meant to me and it didn't get across.

We didn't speak for years and then when we did speak it was just once every six weeks at least and that was even harder than those two plus years in which we didn't acknowledge the existence of each other.

There are two old mobile phones I have in my room that me and my Nephew were playing with a few years ago and I scrolled through them reading all the old texts. On one phone the text messages we had sent each other are nice, on the other phone they aren't so nice.

These two phones are symbolic of how the relationship degenerated.

And the thing that bothers me the most - as I write this - is I can't decide which phone hurt me the most.