Every meeting there must be a parting

I had just returned from a long journey. Suddenly, I saw someone I knew very well, and we had always communicated. It had been a long time since we last saw each other, and our encounter was a coincidence.

I screamed his name. When he turned to look at me, he ran, trying to reach me. Unfortunately, the train I was on was about to continue its journey. So we could only shake hands and let go.

There were smiles of joy between us. Although we could only see each other without words, the warmth was clearly visible on our faces. To my distant friend, I always miss you wherever you are.