so, i talked to the boy.

and it wasn't all that bad.

of course, we tiptoed around the elephant in the middle of the room and never mentioned anything regarding our "relationship" or the fact that we hadn't spoken in a year and a half.

but we talked for a while, about school and our families and friends and stuff-- normal crap. which was kind of a relief. i couldn't really remember what i used to talk to him about. but i think that's because towards the end we were always arguing, or i was always talking and he was never answering.

so. banal, pedestrian. just another boy. not THE boy anymore.

and that's okay.

finally.

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