As he watched you from afar, he wanted to reach out — to caress your cheek, run his fingers over your freckled face. Just like he used to.

But those times are over now, and you’re simply strangers. You broke up with Arthur years ago. But even then, he thinks about you every single day. He hasn’t stopped thinking about you. Though, he’d never admit it.

It was coincidental that you both ended up in the same bar at the same time. Too coincidental.