It started with a “Hello?”
Sometime ago when we first met.
We then grew on each other
Even though we didn’t really meet.
A while back, before me he stood
Sporting a radiant smile and an out-stretched palm
“Hi”, he said.
I had glanced at his palm and asked,
“Do you know me?”
He smiled, “No, but I wanted to introduce myself
Why do you ask?”
“Probably the familiar way you greeted me.
I apologise. Hi”, I replied
Accepting the handshake.
We began to see a lot of each other
And thrice did I ask:
“Are you certain you didn’t know me when you walked up to me?”
And finish up with:
“Oh, just the familiar way you greeted me?”
I pondered, “Would he remember from back then?”
My name: He didn’t
My number: He’d apparently lost it
Surely my voice on the phone: No luck there either.
You see, I was a tad suspicious
I had snuck a peek of him then
So naturally I wondered,
He really didn’t do the same?
My phone rang; I stared at it
“Did he now know?”
Hello or Hi?
I picked; Hi!
We fixed a date.
He was seated already; a stickler for time.
I should have known something was amiss:
He didn’t rise to acknowledge my presence
He didn’t welcome me with a smile.
I sat and waited.
He looked at me and beat me to it
“So that was you?” In shock, I nodded.
He was disappointed
I was ashamed.
Apparently, he’d told his colleagues about me;
Colleagues I’d met in person.
Somehow the confusion was cleared up
And that was how he knew.
Don’t get me wrong
He was a friend;
A great one I should add
So it really stung: I had let down my friend.
Days later, my phone rings.
I stare at it and sigh heavily:
I am joyous yet unsure if to smile
“What do I say?”
‘Hello’ or ‘Hi’?
I pick and say…