‘Hi. How are you?’
‘Do you remember my phone number?’
‘Do you know I still remember yours?’
Came the texts popping up from an unsaved yet very familiar contact, after years.
She stopped breathing for a minute.
Too many thoughts.
Too many beautiful memories.
‘How would I forget? How have you been?’ she typed, tears streaming down her cheeks, hands shivering.
Going down the memory lane,
She also remembered being pushed away,
Being asked to never contact.
Erasing the text she now typed,
‘I am sorry, who is this?”
And threw the phone aside!
Wiping her tears she walked away smiling,
To continue with her life.