a note to a friend

a question asked over the pacific ocean.
"where are you going for the holidays?"

a simple question, almost perfunctory
but oh! the insecurities it raised.

my answer: same old malaysia
yours: peru

peru?
south america?
exotic and foreign and unfamiliar and strange
that which u might become
if i'm not careful
if we're not careful

i take comfort that we still have
the same love for japanese dramas
the same love for music
and shared past experiences
and shared idols
which i hope, i fervently wish
will last us through adulthood

if we're careful.

so that the distance that stands between us now
does not turn from
kilometres to incompatible minds/hearts

"if only i could go too!" I exclaimed.
"let's go to europe together next year!" you said.
i hope we do.