I thought I forgot you for a minute there. You hid behind the random existence of every day life. You hid behind the small part of me that gets obsessive-compulsive in certain situations. That just-out-of-view blind spot that I have. You hid there and I thought I had forgotten about you.
And then I catch a reminder and smirk to myself.
“No way,” I tell myself.
You’ve seeped too deep into my skin for me to just forget about you like that. That would be too easy and we’ve never been easy.