You Hold On To Old Experiences: Injuries,

Carmen Was Bad At Loving. She Loved Too Hard.

Don't Talk To Me. I'm Tired And Grumpy And I'll Probably Make Fun Of You.

But Then She Hadn’t Just Learned To Love This Summer – She Had Also Learned How To Need.

Knowing Where She Was In The World, Even If He Never Touched Her, Gave Him A Deep Satisfaction, And He Half Despised Himself For Being Satisfied With So Little.

Maybe They Would Look At Each Other And Feel Some Odd Yearning, But Neither Of Them Would Know Why. They Would Want To Stop, But They Would Be Embarrassed, And Neither Would Know What To Say. They Would Go Their Separate Ways. Who Knew? Maybe That Happened Every Day To People Who'd Once Loved Each Other.