I just ran into E__ for the first time since our not-exactly-a-breakup. It’s a beautiful, sunny Spring day out, and I’d connived a friend into joining me for lunch at a sidewalk spot. R__ town isn’t that big, and I’ve been expecting us to cross paths for weeks. The fact that we hadn’t until now has only made it the more weird — a tiny knot of anticipation growing slowly over the days. We made the requisite small-talk, exchanged the how’s-it-goings, the nice-to-see-yous. It was as easy as such a thing can be.
She looked fantastic, as usual. I still miss her. There, I said it. (*sigh*)