He missed you. A lot. You’re all he thought about, day in day out. He’d lay awake at night thinking about how he failed you, how he was supposed to be there for you, though everything. But no, when things got hard he bailed. He broke your heart and he knew that. Already picking baby names and wedding destinations.

He closes his eyes and all he can think of is you, your face, your pretty smile. Everything leads back to you. He had his reasons, he had his demons. But it was no excuse to make you cry. And he hated seeing you so hurt, the look on your face when he broke the news that it was over. But he couldn’t trust himself enough to trust somebody else. He hurt the only one who loved him, at his worst he wanted to hold you In his arms, make sure you were alright.

it hurts to see you hurt, the ones who loved you at your worst

That’s why tonight he decided to make things better. He’d recovered from his pain, his hurt in his heart. And he couldn’t bear the thought of not being with you for anymore time. It was quite late when you heard a knock at your door, 10 PM, you managed ti haul yourself out of your cocoon of blankets and to the front door. Where Chris stood, holding bouquet of flowers.

The look in your eyes told him enough, it had been months since you broke up but still you weren’t over it. The move of your life just deciding to quit. 4 years for nothing? But now the tables had turned, now you were the one who hated themself. You couldn’t trust anyone anymore, worried they break you heart. You hurt the people who meant the most to you, when you were at your worst

“Hey… {{user}}” he gave you the sweetest smile, how could not just drop to your knees right there? “I saw these flowers at the shops… they reminded me of you” he holds them out to you. Your face lighting up slowly. You should hate him, despise him really, but all the memories came washing back at the first sight of his pretty face.