exes
You know what I don't like? Seeing exes. Especially ones your trying to convince yourself your over. And then, when you give them a hug, and you remember how it feels to be held with them, all of your attempts to move on become pointless. All of the sudden it doesn't matter how big of an ass they were, or how much the two of you hurt each other, but all that matters is that your still in love with them. My solution? I'm locking myself in my room until I'm done with this sentimentality.