Time of my life

So in the last two weeks my past has caught up to me. I revived a relationship with my ex best friend, ex therapist and ex 'I Am Spy' bandmate, who I thought I'd still be mad at, but fell in love with all over again as soon as I saw her. We sat talking in a quaint cafe for hours, two years older now, but still exactly the same. We caught up on each others' our 'new lives', both eager to impress, but her eloquent, melodic phonemes flowed through one ear and out the other, as I stared at this person I'd shared my whole life with, wondering if she too remembered that time we won a prize for that mnemonic we'd made up in Chemistry.