I was always in love with him, from the moment we first met. We had our ups and downs; the fights were fierce and the make-ups were even more intense. But we always managed to make it back. Until we didn’t. For years, I only saw him in dreams or in glimpses of a passing stranger. So, when he called and asked to see me again, I didn’t hesitate. We met in a dingy dive bar, ominous I suppose. He sat waiting for me, his hands wrapped around his usual bourbon neat. I slid into the seat beside him and kissed his cheek. We fell into an awkward silence and it was quickly apparent that we would never be the same. Sometimes you have to go back to realize how far forward you’ve gone.

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