So many of each. And, i'm not even sure that person who triggered this little wave of thoughts will ever see this. Oddly, I'm also quite sure that it doesn't matter, any more. Though I look back with so much fondness, at our time together, the wave of emotions are things which concern me, things which I need to evaluate. Things which I can, and will, learn from.
I remember fun fairs, paisley shirts, a birthday party which led to it all. Long walks back from the tube station - some of which were more eventful than they should have been. Rainfall on the roof of a tent. Watching the world pass by, on the Picadilly Line out to the suburbs, being unsure what I should do.
I was younger then, but I was also so foolish, so unprepared to deal with what life was delivering to me.
I regret that now.
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