I loved him then and I still do now.

This is not a fictional piece.

I met him when I was in the university. We were identical in many ways and so we hit it off easily. It wasn’t the first time I was meeting someone like him. I had met numerous others before him. Each of them coming and then leaving, never to be seen again. I knew that he would follow their pattern and so I chose not to have any expectations for anything moving forward. I tried to see him as much as I could and with time I started seeing him quite often.

He would pop in and leave every once in a while and every time I met with him there was always something new, something different about the way he carried himself. I couldn’t help but notice that where I was and where he was in life were two different places, albeit being in the same enclosed space. He was definitely more mature than I was at the time and so a lot of the time, I found myself looking up to him in ways only I could explain. He seemed like he had it all together, something I definitely did not.

Because of how tight my schedule was in school at some point, it became extremely rare that I had free time to see him. All I had was my overworked, stressed, sometimes drab self. I started to fear that he would leave me like the others before him. I didn’t really care much but I had gotten used to having him around and knowing that there was someone out there that I wanted to be like. I longed for the days when it would be just me and him, with me listening to him talk, almost learning at his feet.

With time I started to understand what he was really all about and appreciate having met him. We would go to events together and in conversation with people, I’d hear remarks like “You are so cheerful”, “You’re such a cool guy”, “You’re the best man”. While all of these were true (if I do say so myself), I also knew that deep down he was a fallible man, also working through life and trying to make sense of it like everyone else.

On my convocation day I saw him, shining with so much pride on his face. He was proud of the man I had become and the accomplishment that I achieved. I knew this because the look in his eyes said so. It had been a long process. He knew this, amazingly, he was there for a large part of it. It’s been two years now and I still remember that day with gratitude.

I guess I’m looking forward to a better future. With each time we interact I get to improve myself in some way, we’ve spoken for so long that we are virtually the same, but each day brings with it something new to learn.

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