The worst part of when someone leaves, I swear, it's knowing that that person will come back. Will come back again and again in different presentations and in adverse situations. The worst part is that you will have to look at those eyes and ask yourself where you are going to put the emotions that you once felt for that person, and that you do not stop feeling because you can not get it out of your life so easily... I wish you did not have to come back as a variant of what was love and I wish I did not have to keep writing about this, as if it were not real enough to feel it. I tried so hard to get over this and move on but right now I couldn't feel any worse.
