It's been over a year
since I've last seen him.
Then there were miles of sea
and land
but mostly people between us.
Now we're two hours away by car
and a recent message plays over
and over
in my head.
"We'll meet soon."
Fast forward a month
and silence has been ever-present
the anxiety has not subsided
though I recognise
there will be no meeting.
I try not to count the possibilities
to map out the possible outcomes
but nevertheless in one scenario
there's a meeting
and somewhere along the way
one piece of conversation
goes along like this:
"I was in love with you you know."
"Me too."
"Where does that leave us?"
"Nowhere."
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