TAA

I drove by your parents’ house yesterday. I forgot you told me they divorced.  The For Sale sign in my face nearly broke my heart, and I’ll never know what made you stop loving me but know that I think about you all the time.

Even after the night I met you for dinner, and you expressed no remorse for the way things had been, and not that an apology is even what I was looking for, but I can’t help but to desperately hope that your addiction hasn’t since rid your memory of the mornings you woke up and pulled me closer.