just a reminder

There was still a little time,
he remembered thinking to himself,
and perhaps a chance or two to salvage things
to the extent that she wouldn't want to end everything immediately
that she'd feel sorry enough for him to postpone for just a bit longer what was probably inevitable

He would miss her so much
It's funny because after a few days of complete internal chaos and uncertainty,  he had managed to regain some balance.
That lasted for another  two or three days.

He began to think he was in the clear.
That he had somehow managed to dodge the bullet which usually hit him between the eyes.
And then of course just when he was beginning for feel thankful for that, it all caught up with him.

He hadn't allowed himself to fall for anyone like this in  a long, long time.
But it hadn't exactly been a choice.
It was meant to be,
but it was only meant to last for what would feel like a few moments.

And yet they would both remember,
perhaps forever,
not with a sense of loss, longing, or regret
but rather they would understand,
that the whole thing was a reminder,
that there was still hope for each of them.
There still was some hope left, still alive within them both.
Each had begun to doubt that
each believed they had given up on that possibility
before crossing paths with each other.