Two years, too late!

yesterday, i met this guy, a frienda mine after a long time. he is a dear friend of mine. i traesure him a lot since the first day i met him. there was a time i used to have some sort of a soft corner for him. the kind ppl call a crush. yeah, so now all that's more or less over and done with. we still hang out quite a lot, and generally have a good time. he's a special guy fr me, and will remain to be. but i defly dun have any of those feelings for him any more. so, yesterday. yesterday we spoke of all the things under the sun we usually chat about. the usual fights, the usual endless arguments, all as usual. then all of a sudden, he started talking about things he knew about me. some of which i'd told him. some i have no clue how he figured. some he had found out himself, i'm guessing. all sorts of details, like my tastes, my music, my fav hang outs and even my birthday! i'm the kinda person who never forgets a friend's birthday. and to me, it matters that ppl who r important to me remember and wish me on my birthday. most times i like spending my birthday with my family and stay out of reach from my friends. it's weird, considering i love to be wished on my birthday. i know its kinda lame, but its a thrill i enjoy every year. may be i'm scared to find out who all would actually remember. what if those ppl i hold so dearly to my heart forget? may be its the fear that makes me want to get away and be with ppl whom i can be totally secure with. anyway, no more digressing. this guy i was talking about. yes. he remembered my birthday. i was thrilled to bits when i realised it. cos i know he usually doesnt remember birthdays. infact, almost never. the kinda guy you have remind and say, 'hey its your mom's birthday, arent you gonna call her?' yeah so he remembered. a small victory dance was playing in my head. really. but again it was weiiiird. cos this time, i felt elated very well, but twas just like what i'd feel if any tom, dick or harry remembered my birthday. there was nothing special about him remembering it. had this come two years back, when i was soooo taken by him. i'd have been on cloud #9. infact, its funny how much closer we've gotten now, well, after i think i'm totally over him. to think there were times i would literally pine to sit around with him chatting the way i do now. and now that i'm doing all of that, it hardly makes me feel anything. it hardly gives me the kinda kick i thought it would give me. two years back. how much things have changed. how much i have changed. all this is coming to me now, when i'm all set to move on with my life. two years too late my dear, two years too late!