Remember how you would stand on the Adirondack chair on your porch so we could hug face to face? And how you kept your nose on my neck with your eyes closed because you felt more safe there?

You would put your arms inside my jacket; I remember leaving it open for you. Your hair was everywhere, and cold on my face, but it didn't matter so much because your chest was on mine, and we were so snug.

Remember how I used to say that things end, even relationships, and how some people are temporary and some are permanent in your life and you take what you can get and give what they'll take until at some random moment, it all sort of... stops (or fades). I think that happened a long time ago for us, but ending the denial at this point, and to face the end of some era that now seems fleeting at best,

you're having someone's baby.

Such a random thing too, just like the point where we ended. I'm not so much sad about it either, as I am abashed (not so much that, even, as: nothing at all). Thanks for your time, though, Dear: I'm not sure we'll get used to these eras coming and going.