Remember When We Were Naive?

walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to

She might have been at a loss for words, but he wasn't.

This wasn't the first ghost from his past to reappear; she was his third. First had been Ianto, who he had forgotten and then nearly fallen in love with again. Next had been Loren, who he had loved and now wish he could grind from his mind. So to see someone else from his past who had once held a special place in his heart only to gone missing was not a shock. Perhaps that was why his gaze was stern, and not surprised or confused.

Still, he had to ask the unavoidable question: "Where the fuck have you been." It was callous and crass, but it cut to the quick of all of this. Had she an explanation, or hadn't she?

Or perhaps the better question was: with all the changes the alchemist had undergone in the years since he'd last seen his once bestfriend, had he changed enough that he was no longer wrapped around her finger? That whatever her excuse, justified or selfish or whatever else, that he'd shrug it off and forgive her as he always had?