I thought I recognized him from across the bar, but when I looked, he didn’t turn my way. I couldn’t tell if it was him or not by just his hair. Even just the hair, though, took me back to us. Years and years ago when we were different people with different goals and thoughts, which is what ultimately drew us apart. But when I heard his order at the counter, I knew it was him for sure and debated going to say hi. How do you say hi to somebody you once knew everything about when they’ve now become a stranger?

I picked up my things and left, but wondered who he was now, and if I would still have fallen in love with him as he was now.