Before the break up, M and I were playing an online scrabble game through our iPods. The last move played was by me the night before it all ended.
This morning, a full two weeks later, I get a pop up saying that M has played a move.
I didn't have a chance to look at it as I was running off to work.
All day I wondered why he was playing now after all this time. It's a bit too soon to be friends. I thought maybe he was just making a good will gesture. I tried not to think too hard about it, but I let myself contemplate the idea that maybe he wanted me back.
In a way it was good, because it forced me to put things into perspective as I considered what I would do or say if that was the case.
I thought about it all day long. And I knew I was thinking about it way too much.
I let myself check on the game and what move he had made when I got home later tonight.
Turns out he had just resigned, effectively forfeiting his move, letting me win. The game was over.