They both found themselves outside on the curb; away from the crowd inside. It became exhausting without either of them realizing it.

"How did we get here?" he asked softly looking down on the pavement, and then at her. "There were good times, right?"

"Yeah, of course," she replied, taking a seat next to him.

"So, what happened to us, Ems?"

It was a loaded question. She wasn't even entirely sure how to answer. She just knew that along the way, over the years, they had drifted. She didn't even really know that she wasn't 100% happy until she knew she wasn't.

And that was the scariest part.

"I don't know, Jay. I think it just sort of...happened," she winced listening to her own words.

They shared a long silence together next to each other. The sun had gone down, and night had crept up on them leaving the sky a beautiful periwinkle grey. Emily fiddled with the grass growing between the cracks of the sidewalk, as she stared straight ahead. She needed something to distract herself from the sadness of the moment they were sharing, so she watched the houses across the street. The houses she watched being built as a kid, where she saw families come and go. Some with kids, some without. Some older and some young. She was used to transition, and the coming and going of people, seasons, things. But nothing could have prepared her for the shift she was experiencing right now with her husband.

She was startled by the feel of something on her hand in the grass, but relaxed when she realized its source. She curled her fingers around his, and they were warm. She was grateful for the things that never change, like the warmness of his hands.

"You think we can get back there?" He turned to her with watery eyes and squeezed her hand a little bit tighter. She curved her lips into a small smile that she hoped looked brighter than she could feel on her face. She then felt her own eyes tearing up in the corners.

"I don't know," she whispered, leaning forward bringing her forehead to his. "But I sure do want to try."

He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

"Me, too, Ems, me too."