‘People always leave..

but sometimes.. they come back’ – Peyton Sawyer in One Tree Hill

A year ago, we were laughing and giggling away in a beautiful town. For couple of nights, we were running to one another. My last night in Siem Reap, we carried a foreign conversation for 5 hours in the loudest bar on the street, without a single sip of alcohol on my mind. At the end of the night, you made a promise, a promise to see me again. We laughed about that promise, how you and me would see each other again plus introducing your five kids to my three babies. We exchanged e-mail addresses on beer coasters because Facebook is not your kinda thing.

Two weeks later, I received your email. A month later, I received your Facebook friend request. Perhaps, the wonders of Facebook changed your mind. A day before my birthday, you left a message on my Facebook. You kept your promise, indeed. We will meet again.

The three days and nights we spent together brought me a new breathe. You smitten me back to the past, the six days in Siem Reap. Reminiscence.

The rainy night we danced in Mambo-Jambo with endless whisky and champagne, the scorching afternoon we drank Guinness and smoked shisha, the quiet night we had tequila shots, Stig’s virgin Flaming Lamborghini, more beers and shots. Friday, we pampered our inner souls in Chakras, you experienced your first Yee Sang, singing Backstreet Boys songs with my bosses and more tequila shots in a stranger’s club. The endless visits to Starbucks to get your perfect Black Eye and Double Espresso. In Chinatown, we laid in your bed, staring at Stig’s helpless expression booking expensive flights and converting Singaporean Dollars to Norwegian Kroner, laughing at his witty jokes and sarcasms. The heat drenched your top, I remember the piercing on your nipple. We spent your last night in Malaysia recalling 2009, karma and life. Promises and quotes to remember.

This morning, you zipped your bag and loudly you utter these words, “Leaving on a Jetplane”. My heart squelched for a moment, time to kiss goodbye again.

You made a promise, to see me again. This time, you said next year.

Look upon the stars tonight in the mountain top and remember the night.