Gemotions

The park was alive with the sounds of children playing, the laughter echoing in the afternoon sun. Across the playground, he saw Daniel. His heart thudded erratically against his ribs. It was a stupid, spontaneous decision to come here, a foolish hope that they might somehow connect again. He felt a prickling sensation on his skin.

He'd tried to imagine this moment, but the reality was far more intense. He watched Daniel chase after a child, his movements familiar and yet alien. He walked towards him, his legs suddenly heavy. "Daniel?" he asked, his voice cracking.

Daniel stopped, turning toward him with a confused look. He looked him over, then shook his head. "I'm sorry, I don't think we've met." The words were like a physical slap. He felt a sudden, desperate urge to flee.