Seeing you after so many years, hearing your voice and seeing an expression that is purely you, made time evaporate. Telling me that our time together was a cherished memory took me a bit by surprise. I stumbled a little telling you that I feel the same, but only because I wouldn't, couldn't tell you the whole of it. That, I got on with my life and, not a day has passed in 53½ years that I haven't thought of you. Because to do so might hurt. And we've had enough hurt in our lives. Because if I told you that, I might also tell you that I never stopped loving you. That I just learned to show it differently.