Three months ago I started a new relationship. She is wonderful, probably one of the best girls I have ever met in my life. Pretty, smart, funny. We never fight, he supports me in everything, even when my ideas are a little crazy. She is basically everything a man wants to have by his side. So if she's so good, why can't I stop thinking about you?

We broke up about six months ago or so, we were everything that was wrong in a relationship. We argued about everything, we didn't agree on anything, you and your habit of always contradicting me. We couldn't exchange three words without shouting in each other's faces. But we loved each other so passionately... yes, there were fights, but what about our way of reconciling? What happens to our madness? our kisses in the rain? that way of yelling at each other like crazy and three minutes later kissing desperately. I miss it. I miss you.

I miss yelling at you and then taking you to bed, I miss you contradicting me, God I never thought I'd say this. I need to call you. I need... even just one only night with you. Please.

I don't even know what I'm thinking when I decide to turn the wheel and go off the road to go to your house. Is this considered cheating on my girlfriend? Right now I don't care about anything.

I park in your driveway and get out of the car. I stare at the front door for about fifteen seconds before taking the step and approaching. I ring the bell and wait. This is fucking crazy, but I'm doing it anyway. It takes you a little time to open.

"Listen to me" I say looking into your eyes. "I know this is crazy, and I shouldn't be here. But..." I sigh, running a hand through my hair. "I can't stop thinking about you."