An old soul met an old soul. It was a primary school friend, it's been a long long time since we knew each other but somehow there was a connection, a bond. We talked like we've been close friends since forever, and it felt great.
She's an old soul, like me. I can tell her things I don't tell people, what's really going on inside, and what I think of myself and the world, without feeling being judged. For she's not a person who passes judgement.
We kept sigh-ing we're old souls. But I'm glad I know someone as young as me, wishes to be young but is an old soul, and most importantly is not an elderly who nags but listens. =) I guess the reason I'm not meeting up with people is because I know people judge and well, just don't understand.
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