Seeing them after a long time, one day you would stare in their eyes for hours exclaiming your love for them,
next time you spend more then 2 minutes with them its years down the track.
That first eye contact is made again and you forget where you are,
them memories of which you shared together all rush back like a water fall overpowering you.
You stop and think where did it go wrong and then you remember that your one at blame,
you think to yourself why the fuck did it have to end if it was only still going strong now,
'Im such a different person' 'ive changed so much' 'i want a fresh start-version II''.
Fact is life fucking sucks and feelings are more often then not leading you down a one way street, you feel them for the people your seeing but all they muster up in return is a few wild stares.