Something
unexpected happened today.
I received an apology from someone who ran off. She said she wanted to be my friend again. She said she missed talking to me. But there was something I wanted to ask her first. I believe you can guess what I asked.
I asked her why she disappeared without a trace. Luckily, she gave an answer I found satisfactory. We then exchanged a few more messages, catching up on each other’s lives.
What made it all so unexpected to me was the fact that it’d been nearly two months since the incident. In all honesty, though, I’m glad she took it upon herself to apologize at the very least. And when she answered my question, I found myself relieved at getting an answer to a question previously left unanswered.
When I look back at the weeks I spent in silent torment, I never was really angry with her. I was only shocked by the initial discovery. And now, knowing her reasons, I don’t blame her for doing what she did. But that doesn’t mean I dislike what she did any less. I’m still as shocked as I was then.
Nevertheless, I enjoyed catching up with her. And I hope she enjoyed catching up with me.