Picking up the shattered pieces

Just when you give up on someone they can surprise you.

I don't know what that will mean in the future except things are no longer bitter and cold, we are at least civil with one another, and there is at least an honoring of what was once between us... long, long, ago.

I can't say anything was fixed. I can't say we're the best of friends again. I can't even say I'm comfortable around her. I do know it will never be the same again and the page has turned on that chapter.

But maybe there's still something for us in the next chapter. I really don't know yet, but if not we're still better off than we were.