During this tough period of my life, I often think back of the old days. How are my friends doing, mostly for those who were really close but lost in contact? Is it because my motivation has gone to the lowest so stop and look-back becomes handy? Or it's just because having too much personal time makes me nostalgia.
In the end of their talk on the bench, Tom said "I really do hope that you're happy." I would do the same too.
The girl I met in 2005 probably is gone. I hope she will come back.