bethofalltrades

It's way different, but sometimes I feel this way about the Boy Who Disappeared.

That even if he came back to me in a few months, he wouldn't know me. That even though I am the same on the outside, I still wear my jeans ripped on the bottom because they're too long and my T-shirts wrinkled, that he would no longer know me because of all of the things inside that are churning and beginning to shake loose.

And I have no fucking idea if I would know him.

But closure, wanting to know ABOUT him from a distance when it no longer hurts... yeah, I understand that, even if the relationship is different, the timescale different.