Feeling Like Death Warmed Over

I've been known to have bouts of coughing/flu frequently. But this time it really dragged on for weeks.

Last week, after I visited the good doctor for the THIRD time in two weeks for the same sickness, my colleague pulled me off to cafeteria for a quick break.

Turned out my colleague was dying to tell me something. Her relationship with her second boyfriend ended six years ago, yet they still continue to live together in the same flat as her sisters. There was no closure, and even though she went on to meet other guys and is going steady with someone right now, she was still holding a torch for her ex/flatmate.

And she was dealt a hard blow when her ex dived into a serious relationship three weeks ago. Every mention of the other girl, every time he was late coming home and every weekend he was spending her was torturing her.

There's no going back to the past, they have to move on, yet the fact that it's the turning point for them breaks her heart.

She could only move forward, and give her blessings to her ex. She wants to retain the friendship that has lasted more than two decades, and cherish the good memories.

She was saying she admired me for being very clear on Doraemon, and hoped that she could do the same for her ex.

I tried to excuse myself when I felt my eyes getting wet by blaming it on the indefatigable bug. Yet I knew better. Hadn't the scene be played between Doraemon and I? We aren't flatmates, we just live nearby each other and got on so famously well that many thought we were a dating couple.

But there's no denying the same heavy squeezing which I'd felt when I knew that there were no way we could move beyond friendship. I just hope that the process wouldn't be too hard for her.

I was really feeling like death warmed over, both physically and emotionally.

-_-