Fuck This Shit.

mahalkitax3:

After so long, I saw you again. 

We talked again. 

And it caught me completely by surprise because I never would have thought we would go back to how it was before. Way back when “we" even began. When a simple hello, and a smile here and there was enough, and it was. It was all I needed for it to be okay again. I pretended I didn’t see you half-hoping that you would be the first to notice. So i walked with my head held high waiting for you to come over and say hello. But I couldn’t wait anymore. I couldn’t let the moment pass me by and give in to my pride, once again. So I walked over to where you were, half-pretending you didn’t notice I was there as well. (I kind of knew you saw me, but you were prideful yourself. You were stubborn yourself. And now I know that was one of the reasons why our opinions always clashed. Neither of us wanted to give in and I understand that, now.)

I acted surprised and gave you the most genuine hug I ever gave anybody in a long time. It felt nice. Being around you always felt nice. 

You grew taller, did you know? I always made fun of you for being only a few inches taller than me. I always joked about not being able to wear heels cause it would look funny. I couldn’t do that anymore. You changed, and so have I. 

You smiled at me, and I smiled back. We did our “how’s" and “why’s". Questions we couldn’t avoid all our lives. I’m kind of grateful I reacted the way I did when I saw you. I’m kind of grateful you reacted the way you did also. One of us could have looked the other way and we never would have been able to genuinely say “I miss you" without malice or the thought of getting back together. The feeling itself was bittersweet and I need to admit I still have feelings lingering over what once was and what could have been. But we can never rewind the past.

So let me just say something before I lose the heart to say it, here. 

I still love you, always. 

(via beauty-and-a-blog)