she now sits at the table with a confident laugh

and a confident posture

and a confident sense of humour

and a confident boyfriend.

she used to sit opposite me at saffron’s fish and chip shop

at the pool and at the beach

at family dinners

at the foot of our shared ambitions

at the beginning of our days

at the end of our days.

i am happy being strangers – it has a warmth and a comfort, existing in the memory of where we’ve been.

but i forgot to remember how long it has been.




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