This town looks the same to me —

No matter how many times I walk those streets, there’s always something new to learn. A new face, a new food, a new flavor of ice cream. I hoped beyond hope that I would see you but we never ran into each other.

Maybe it’s time to let that go. I miss you but in a more distant way, now. I’m not sure why it was so sharp for so long, but it’s softer and more delicate and I mind it less.