HARD CORE
I froze in my tracks and stared in utter disbelief. And the young infant boy strudded at your side gave out a piercing cry that caused my heart to shrink. Your black cotton hair I last remembered you with now looked like black patches on a diseased fruit and your happy eyes now shone dull like a dying star. And of all the places we anticipated to meet after school...why did it have to be here. ...in line with asylum seekers? My dear friend, "Are you running away from life too?" I'll keep in touch,I'll miss you" you said, holding back tears and hugging me with a choking tightness. I watched you closely as you whisked off in your mother's waiting car. You meant more to me than you knew. You filled my high school days with rib rupturing laughters and good memories. Secrets shared in the depth of dark nights... sitting on trunks... eating in the dormitory... breaking rules and feeling the melange of anxiety and thrill it gave us. Non-conformity ...