"For A Moment" I saw him today. His office bus crossed mine. A 10 second crossing. A sudden curiosity was in my chest. I searched the whole bus. Every window, every seat — hoping, and hating that I was hoping. I don’t know if he saw me. I don’t know if he even looked. But I did. And yes... I smiled. For a moment, my heart forgot the pain, what I went through, how he hurt me. I "BLUSHED"😂 I don’t know why. Old habits, maybe. Old love that doesn’t know it’s old. We don’t talk now. We broke. Our paths went different ways a long time ago. And yet today, in that one passing moment, I felt good. I felt light. I felt happy. Just for a moment. And then the bus moved on. And I was left holding that smile like a secret I’m not allowed to keep. Maybe healing is this too — being able to feel happy in a memory, and still letting it go when it passes.