...The woman you used to know is nowhere in your life.
The crazy woman you have cut out already, a thousand cuts.
Strangely, somewhere down the line, you’ll want her blessing, still want her presence at an event, maybe a wedding.
You have no idea who she is now.
She does not even look the same, and her reactions will be all wrong, and awkward, and it will be hard work to have her near.
But some small piece, a thousand cuts deep, says
I remember you.
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