It was a long and dark December, on the rooftops I remember there was snow

A year ago, on our last day of college before Christmas, we were sitting in Caffe Nero, drinking chai lattes. We were sitting exactly where I am right now.

Do you remember?

I think we stayed there for quite a long time. I've always found it easy to talk to you. You are one of those people who don't get shocked easily. Sometimes, the things I tell you just seem to make sense to you, like you have been expecting me to say it all along.

Do you remember what I told you?

You said it was so sad, and suddenly I couldn't prevent myself from crying.

A few weeks later, everything changed completely, and what I said seemed to just... Stop mattering so much. It's only now, a year later, that I remembered what I said to you. It made me wonder what I would be telling you if you were sitting here with me now. I know it would be something happier, or less intense. Nothing that would bring me to tears.

It's true, isn't it? Time does heal.