The conversations have started again. We laugh, we smile, and yet... We drift together and apart at the same time.
I am amazed. We talk and laugh like we once did, occasionally bringing up that which tore us apart in the first place. I remember it all-the texture of his voice and laugh, and his arms around me when we hug.
This is uncharted territory, but I've been here before.
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