You and him were through.

Still, as if one of the cruel jokes of fate. You met once more in a bar of all places. With you drinking all your woes away and him heatedly kissing someone so close to your table.

What you didn't know is, he had planned all of this. He never moved on from you. He never stopped loving you. And he never let you out of his sight.

Can't you see?

You are only ever allowed to be his.