Many years ago I wrote a letter to someone. It was a letter apologizing for the way I had treated someone, for the way I had ended a relationship. It was about the past. The time we spent. It was about the time we missed. So much time missed. I had all but forgotten the letter until he reminded me after all these years that he had kept it.
We talked for nearly an hour, dancing around what has always existed between us. A connection that has transcended both time and distance. Something I can't explain. After all these years, it remains the same. Leading me to wonder whether I didn't make a terrible mistake.
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