What We Used to Be

I walked behind her, after class. Balancing on the curb, trying unsuccessfully to occupy my brain with something beside her. As I watched, she stepped onto the curb in front of me, trying – and failing – to get her balance, and we walked, one in front of the other, perfectly in step. One of us seeing the whole world, and one focused on just a fraction of it, but it was the biggest fraction to me. And I realized that maybe letting go is okay, because after all, we’re still perfectly in step.


5 thoughts on “What We Used to Be

    1. thank you! i love writing about things that actually happen, and it’s rare that something will inspire me with feelings that i can actually put into words so this piece is very special to me.

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