I use to wonder what would happen if we saw each other walking down the street. I wondered how that would play out. Would we stop, say hi and remember each other? Do a long, silent stare but keep going? Or would we pretend not know each other at all?
In the last 8 months I realized, it doesn’t matter. None of it in the end did. You were a big thing with many small memories. I don’t need to go back anymore, one serving was enough.