A Series Of Conversations
Part One (Preview)
It was years of thinking it was only me. Remembering things I had never spoken of. Pictures in my mind both so vivid and so faded I thought I had imaged many things. I never mumbled a word about our shared memories. Not to you, not to anyone. It’s all in my head, It’s all in my head… I reminded myself before that first meeting. Reacquainting ourselves would be uncomfortable, or so I thought. We were strangers now, and you were my beautiful unattainable dream.