7/25/24
1:44 AM
Just got home from work, learned some new things about you.
You're back in Ottawa, and you're playing hockey again. Just last night I came across a new photo of you with your family, and I was shocked at how different you looked. You've changed so much. I wanted to believe that because of how much you changed appearance wise, I thought I could completely move on now but, after staring at the photo for a good long while, it sunk deep knowing that nothing would ever make me completely move on from you.
It's something about that connection. No matter how you look, there's just a longing dwell of emotion that I feel for you, and forever I'll feel it. Even with your now, ever so short hair, I'll still fall for you again.
I'm glad you're playing hockey with your friends again. I only came to know about your reactivity in this because of a mutual friend, who happens to be another manager at my workplace. He mentioned you first, and I couldn't help but slyly get him to emphasize any details. It was sort of nice being able to talk about you, in a general way, without him ever having the slightest notation on how much you meant to me.
In all honestly it shakes my world up a bit knowing you're back in Ottawa, and that you've graduated. There's a much higher chance I'll run into you now.
I don't think I want to run into you yet. I'm not where I want to be and I'm not where I want you to be. I want to move to the countryside and run into you at a local coffee shop.
I hope you're doing well.
- J
