He told me he wanted to see me. That he wanted to get in touch with me again after more than two years of not talking to each other and seeing each other. That maybe it would be the last time that we can see each other. He wanted me to visit him and his family in his home in the province but the weather did not permit me to (I just came from a few days of sickness as well). It was his only day of freedom. The only time left for him to chat with me. But I guess all things connived for our meet up not to take place. Or maybe God did not want us to.
I believe it's already a sign. This is the conclusion of a wonderful story that we created. I thank him for all the memories that we shared. And I will love him forever, even if we did not succeed.