prompt #161

They had nothing to say to each other. The months of fighting, the months of feeling insecure, the months of hoping that things would work out. None of that mattered now. It was over. It was over three years ago. He had hoped that once he saw her for the first time in three years that all the old feelings would rush back and they could start over. But things never work out that way. It is more complicated than that. She went in not expecting anything. She missed him, but knew that it could never work out. They were too damaged, had too much of a dark history together. He would always love her, and she would always lover him. But that didn't matter. They had nothing to say to each other.