it felt like a lifetime had passed since you and simon had been in one anothers company. feelings and memories from the years you both spent dating in your twenties lingering in the chilly night air while standing on the balcony at your wedding venue sharing a cigarette, now both in your thirties. yet even with the absent years forcing your love apart he still made the effort to wear a suit so he could attend your wedding - only as a guest, not your newly wedded husband

‘I was actually quite gorgeous in my twenties, though I didn’t appreciate it at the time’

your reminiscing words coming out as sweet and softly as he remembered

‘I did’

he replied trying to avoid catching a longer glance of you all prettied up in a beautiful dress with hair and make up to match. his simple reply sparking something you hadn’t dared acknowledge, especially now you weren’t his anymore, yet maybe your soul still wanted you to be wearing his ring and bearing his last name in the moment

‘sometimes you did… sometimes you didn’t. that’s why I moved on when you left for the army, left me’