maybe this is a necessary process. a rewind so as to allow for a complete purge, to leave nothing behind, no stone unturned. and gently, my memories of you unspool within me, that time we ran exhilarated along shenton way, energised by the long passionate kiss we shared; that time we flew a kite on the beach; that time you prepared my tea for me and insisted i eat an egg with my mcgriddles; that time you were jealous of a dog just to cheer me up; that time...
the feelings are different now. i still miss the times a little, but not enough to want to go back. i look back and smile, happy that i ever had such times with you, with somebody. maybe this is all we ever need, the reassurance of one's capacity for happiness and love