The man I missed

I saw a ghost tonight in a manner of speaking, two people that were on the run, then once again showing themselves in a town that never seems to change. The faces, yes they change, but never the ways of the city? No, never. It will put you on the top for a little while and then it will kick you off of your pedestal and make you wish you never came. I met with an old contact several nights ago, Goldgel Ummurrah a rather interesting character from Harad. He's aged nicely, like me. But certainly not my type. We spoke for awhile and I had found out from his lips that Dagramir had survived. A name I hadn't heard in years, a name that brought me both thrill and heartache, in equal measure. He was the first and sometimes you hold onto the first the most. I do not know if it was pure sentimentality and or nostalgia that drove me to write to him. But write to him I did. I didn't think he would show up again. I'd like to think it was the letter that brought him into Bree. However, I won't flatter myself in such a way. We both have aged, yet the years treated us well. His face was a sight for sore eyes. I am not so foolish as to start assuming what the future will hold, we hugged though. And when I was in his arms there was something that I hadn't felt for so long. I felt understood, there was a refreshing feeling of safety as well.  That is why these notions must remain in my journal. If he is still the same man I remember, there may be yet another stirring in Bree. I hope that this stirring doesn't send him to run again. I kissed his cheek in parting, he didn't turn me away. I was cautious in my movements, as to remember, that I am no longer an eager, naive, frenzied girl, hungry for attention. I am a woman, with that in mind, any woman worth a grain of salt does not need to beg for the affection of a man. In, order, to know her worth. She is either worth his time or she is not. For now I will remember his simple but sweet parting words. "You're alive, take care of yourself." It was a small thing but it was comforting to know that he was glad to see that I am indeed alive. He told me that I was welcome in his company, I won't force anything. This is a dance and it has always been a dance. Though I do long to be with him if even for a little while.