♫ Miss you..

While I was in my room alone, with the lights turned off, and currently listening to my MP3, suddenly the song "It only reminds of you" plays, I was listening to it 'til the memories with my long lost friend a very good friend of mine came into my vision. I didin't notice how it was happened, it's just his face suddenly appeared on my imagination. His the kind of friend that I will never forget in my life forever.
His name is Floro, it's been almost 3 years since the last time that we've been together. He was my co-worker in an ongoing building construction at Malaybalay Bukidnon last year 2006, my father hired him as a laborer and my job there is assitant time keeper when I decided to take a long vacation after I gratuated in high school last 2005. It was my first time to work with my father (which is totally awful!). As the day goes by, Floro and I became friend with other teen co-workers as if that there bunk house and our canteen were just standing on one place. We spent times outdoor when Satuday comes (the pay day), going to somewhere else, and even being in trouble, what a happy moments that I didn't expect that'll happen in my isolated life. One day, my bed room was demolished for an invalid reason, yes very invalid reason as if that they transformed it into a warehouse! Grrr..!! Have no choice but to sleep with other workers at their bunk house, fortunately, there's one room which is vacant because the owner went home and will never come back again, for some reason I don't know. So, I occupied it not knowing that someone else already owns it, and that is Floro, how will I know if that room was occupied since there's no single stuff inside. I badly needed a room that time since that place was really, intensely cold at night, and I might die if I'll sleep outside, laying on the table waiting for a frost byte (EXAGE!). Therefore, we made an agreement that we two will sleep in that room. The room was small, perfect for two person only, I guess it's 1 & half meters wide, 2 & half meters long, and approximately 1 meter high.
Everynight, Floro and I always have a conversation before we go to sleep, he's asking me questions about everything, like, what is the english of that, why does the plants were colored green, what is the earth, you know something like that. Subsequently I also asked him about him, and so on, like we're sharing our thoughts and ideas, and for the result, an enervated feeling by day as we engage in our work.
We used to laugh, we used to be serious, we used to be happy, we used to be joyful. But then again, every starts have each ends. When June came, the beginning of class, Floro have to go back to their home to continue his study in 2nd year high school. (even if his already 18 years old that time, however, age doesn't matter in terms of education, as long as you are eager though.)
So that was the last time I've seen him, waving goodbye, with a smile on his face. It's a very sad situation, what else can I do? then I decided to go back to school once again, making ready for my college life. Now, all I have is this unforgetable memories the he itched in my life and his hankei, unfortunately I lost it! MORON! All I've got is the scannded  picture of it.
I hope one day, sooner or later, me and Floro will share the same the moments again.