Rocky was the right word to describe how you two had left your relationship. You hadn’t seen Arthur in years and recently, for whatever reason, you couldn’t seem to get him out of your head. You cursed yourself for it. Eventually, after trying and failing to fend off your foolish thoughts, you wrote him a letter. Asking him to meet you.

“You came..” your voice wavered, surprised.

“You called.” he gave a weak smile.