Just Like the Old Days

This week has been such a rollercoaster. One minute I’m on top of the world with the wind in my hair and a smile on my face, the next I’m in tears.

It was so nice to talk to you again like it used to be. It felt like the last three years never happened. You were my friend again and nothing else mattered. But it was short-lived. After all, you are married. We can’t be friends because of our history. Regardless, when we spoke I could not have been happier.

You make me laugh. It’s so effortless for you. And more than anything, that’s what I need most days. I can’t wait for another couple of weeks when I get to spend the whole day with you. I know nothing will change but it will be nice to relive the old days.

God, I miss you.

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