when the time is right
I suppose that if he had to pick a time to reincorporate himself into my life, now is surprisingly perfect for it. Maybe because this is the first time that I'll be capable of seeing him as just a friend and not needing or wanting anything more than that from him. For now I'll be content with just knowing how he's doing and what he's been up to in the last seven months. It's crazy how much can change in only seven months, because even now I'm a completely different person from who I was then.
I don't need you anymore, but it doesn't mean I don't want you to be a part of my life. I understand what that means for the first time ever.