Closure

Written by Jacob Ibrag

As we spoke for the first time

in nearly three years, I kept reminiscing

on how we used to do this. I thought about our

last hour together and how we promised to care for

one another no matter how much time will have

passed between us. And looking into those

brown eyes like I did back then, I

can’t say that I kept that

promise. I didn’t

know how this moment

would happen, I just knew that

at some point we’d have to bump into

each other. With mutual friends and a city

to boot, it was never a matter of if but when. And

I can’t say that I never pictured this moment

in my mind, because of course I did.

I wondered about how I’d feel

being in the same room

with you, and

share the same oxygen

like we used to. I was scared

because I didn’t know what to expect,

what if I still had those same emotions? It

took a while for me to get over us and what if

seeing you meant that I had to get over us all over

again? So there you were, the first person I’d see after

ordering my first drink. And after talking with

you and hearing about your new life,

I felt absolutely nothing. The

person I was speaking

to wasn’t the

person I fell in love with.

I realized the growth between us

was definitive. We became strangers.

Souls seeking genuine closure

and acceptance.

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