"Just let me love you again, and you can pretend you love me back, I don't care..." I said, this is pathetic, I know, but... I can't stop myself. Banging on your door at 9 pm, mess and drunk.

Returned to this town after 12 years is torture, all my childhood memories are here, and with you. A week ago I finally met you again after that day, the day we broke up, and seeing you working at one of the bakeries in that city made me proud, you succeeded in becoming a baker, like you always wanted from a long time ago. And seeing you again, makes the feelings that I closed, buried and thought were gone, come back.

And now everything is different, There's no us cuddling in my tree house, no play date at aunty Shane's milkshake shop, We no longer sit on the edge of the dock watching the sunrise and telling stories to each other. We only 17 and 22 back then. And I miss us. So damn much. Even though, i know, everything that happened to us was because of me.