I can’t believe this.

Daniel Tan left for Houston at 6:40 pm. We said our goodbyes. We hugged.

Around 10:20 pm, I get a Skype call. From whom?

Yep. Scrub.

Here’s a poem for you:

Daniel Tan—

where do I begin?

you are the friend

who sticks closer than kin.

(space)

May you go

in the grace of God

in power and love

in Armor shod.

Daniel, I still can’t believe you Skype call me the day you leave. May our friendship grow.

11:49 pm  •  16 May 2011  •  20 notes