That Night

It was a night like any other. Me and my friend went to the theatre to watch a movie. The movie was fine, wasn't too good but wasn't bad either. We walked to the bus stop. Me and my friend talked while walking. I was a bit down at that moment and it felt good talking about it to him. Its interesting how much of an effect just having a good conversation can have. When we reached the bus stop he called his father to pick him up and we sat there and continued our conversation. We stared at the beautiful night sky. Its hard to find someone who has common interests and who you can rely on to so much. We talked a lot that night. You can't have a good conversation with everyone, just with some good people who you relate to. It was fun talking about our passion of writing stories. We both shared ideas, thoughts, etc. We laughed a lot too. Usually whenever I would have a conversation with someone it would end up as us being silent and looking at our phones the whole time. But this time that didn't happen and that's what made me happy. I didn't regret a single second that day. I opened up about my problems to him, shared our interests in stories and movies and laughed at each other. A good conversation can effect a person greatly in ways you can't think off. From the outside it's just 2 people talking but there's more to it than what meets the eye. Everything has its ending, my friend's father finally arrived after a long wait. I stood there watching him as he goes to his father's scooter, climbs on its passenger seat and goes away as I wave goodbye to them. I felt sad as he left but felt happy for having a good conversation. Just like how the old saying goes, ''Don't be sad because it ended, be happy because it happened.'' I enjoyed every minute of it. It was very rare to have conversations like that. Conversations where a phone wasn't involved and it was just us talking. I went into the darkness of night to my home which was the only place giving light at the time. That night will always be precious to me.