I put down the phone and realized how much I have missed you. So much so it was slightly startling. Then I reminded myself that it took years.

I called to ask about something but we started just talking about what happened this week at work, respectively. When we finally got to my question, you sheepishly said you don't remember, "You know my memory...", you said. I chuckled and said I know. The implied familiarity felt... too nice.

Like everything else in life, I am sure, this too shall pass. For someone like me who likes to hang on to things despite knowing nothing ever really lasts... will always feel dissapointed when it all changes. Somehow the realization makes these moments a little more precious - it's only a matter of time before we eventually fade out of each other's lives, cherish the good moments while it lasts.