this morning #1873.

this morning, while i was fiddling with my car keys, fumbling as i tried to pull them from my bag so i could get the door open & hide inside before she noticed me, a high school friend i hadn’t seen in forever shouted my name out across the parking lot. IS THAT YOU? cover blown. i waved back at him. acted like i hadn’t noticed my ex. she had to have noticed me. for some strange reason though, she didn’t approach like i expected her to. as i began catching up with my high school pal, i watched her car drive right past behind him. she didn’t even look. no acknowledgment at all. an absence of anger that left me shook. fear with no true resolution. floating in a vacuum. maybe it’s time for me to move on too.