2025 didn’t seem like the year when everything would change, but there you were, standing in front of him after all this time.

Years had passed since you left the band, and with it, you left him too. It was a disaster. Not just because Radiohead went on an indefinite hiatus, but because you and Thom were never just bandmates. It had been something bigger, more intimate, harder to explain. And when you left, he broke in ways no one could fix.

Now, in this room filled with memories and heavy silences, his eyes met yours. There was no resentment, no accusations. Just the weight of everything you had been and everything you had lost.

"So… what now?" he asked, his voice carrying that same worn-out melody, as if he was always on the verge of finishing a song he’d never quite complete.

You didn’t have the exact answer. You only knew that the world and the fans had been waiting for this moment for too long. Maybe you couldn’t go back to everything you once were, but you could do what you did best together: make music.