Nameless

Its now 4.45am.

A phone call woke me up 20 mins ago.

"Thiis singtel's mobile msg service. From number 9*****57. eng 1 usa 1."

At that moment, i thought about how much i hated football.

And den, i thought of him. I was dreaming of an old friend before i woke up. Our funny past. He was gentlemanly.i smiled. And den i couldn't go back to sleep.

I've not thought about him ir seen him for at least 2 years now. And, suddenly.