Talk to Fa

I am swimming back and forth between loving unconditionally and admitting that I no longer feel fulfilled by some people in my life.

I thought I’d let go a lot. Then people from way back return to my life. There’s part of me that genuinely longs for those good times we shared together.

Memories. History. Secrets. Inside jokes. References. Conflicts. Laughs. Trips. Long conversations.

I fill our time together with what’s familiar. It’s fun for a while, and I find myself feeling guilty. Because I need more.