He and I have been talking a lot everyday. Laughing, being playful, all of it, almost exactly like we used to.

I think it's safe to assume we aren't strangers anymore, but it's too early to assume we're back to being friends.

If only I could forget all the horrid things you've done and said to me, then everything would be better. But until all my doubts and those sorrowful memories fade away, we'll stay acquaintances.