I stopped for gas near my old college town. As I went in to pay someone left. She looked up, our eyes met and my heart stopped. She was beautiful. A petite five foot nothing woman, maybe 110 pounds soaking wet. No one would ever guess she had four kids.
We split after collage, married, raised family's, divorced and after 45 years reconnected for a year. I hadn't seen her since she left to returned to Wis. for the birth of her first grandchild. The pandemic hit and she stayed.
Almost a year later I was still paying for her phone when she got her own new phone and then ghosted me after a dropped call. Was the static you with a bag making noise faking it? It was the last time we spoke, how sad, I didn't even get to say goodbye. I thought we were friends. How can I ever forget my first love.
You say hello and pull me in for a hug. As your arms go around me I open my arms and feel you melt into my embrace, like it hadn't been years since we last saw each other.