A girl I knew when I was young. We played together, studied together, she always came to my birthday parties. We grew up together.
I became conscious of her. I was shy and reserved; a distance grew. I let time and circumstance carry another friend away.
I would think about her sometimes. Maybe I could look her up, find her, get in touch. Unlikely.
A few weeks ago, I bumped into her. I didn’t know her, but she did me; she greeted me like decades were days. We had coffee, got reacquainted.
I’m still reserved, uncertain, but I’ve kept in touch. We chat most days, it’s nice. I don’t know about the future, but I think I want to find out.