God, why did you have to be there? And why did you have to look so good? You guys broke up, he shouldn't be having thoughts like these anymore.

But for some reason, he just can't help it. You've left a hole in his heart, and you're the key to it. He didn't want to admit it, but he missed you. Every. Single. Day. He just wanted you back. You were his person, his other half. He needed you.

So why couldn't he tell you that? All of these thoughts in his mind, and yet he couldn't summon the courage to just talk to you. Or maybe it's best if you two stay like this. Not talking, bitter, scared... no. He couldn't miss his chance, not when it was right in front of him.

To hell with being a stoic bastard, he'd beg on his knees if he had to.