You think you could let it go, you think that seeing the person would not give you the heart stopping, mind blowing feeling. You thought you were stronger than this. The things you tell yourself and the facade you built just all crack and break the moment you see him. It just all fall apart and all that’s left is you being exposed and naked and all you could do is to acknowledge your own feelings. Right in your freaking face. Right where you think you wouldn’t be affected or sad. It just eats you up.