It’s been over a year since we last saw one another. Recently I have been pondering the next time we meet, we live in such a small town it’s bound to be soon.
Will we ignore one another? Will we smile or talk? Will we end up in bed together? I don’t miss what we had, it was destructive but I do miss the sex. I wonder if you do also. The unpredictability of the times we shared. The tension that was built between us. The spontaneous encounters. The sofa cushion. This makes me wonder what happens when we cross paths again.
Will we ignore one another? Will we smile or talk? Will we end up in bed together?