Confessions of a judgmental coed - No more coming back

She must admit, she missed him. It's been almost a year since they last saw each other, last talked. And it wasn't even a pleasant conversation. So seeing him again is like seeing him for the first time. Only difference was, nothing changed. The moment her eyes landed on him, her heart did a little somersault. Different setting, different time, and almost different person but same effect. What the eff!

So there he was, standing, with a smile on his face, waiting for her, empty-handed. Okay, that disappointed her. She was expecting a somewhat romantic setting. With flowers, a big bouquet of flowers, plus chocolates too. Oh well, a girl can dream.

He held out his hand to her and said, "I'm back" and instead of holding out her hand back, she just smiled and said, "so you are"

One year may be enough to heal, one year is enough to forgive, but one year is not enough to forget. Forget all that has been said, forget all that has been done, and foreget all that has NOT BEEN. PERIOD.

"I missed you" he whispered. Those sweet words lingered in the air, those sweet-sweet words that she most wanted to hear then... but not anymore. Not anymore. At least that's what she keeps on telling herself. At least that is what she is trying to believe. To make herself believe.

And when their eyes met, her resolution, her make-believe, she felt it all crumbling down to pieces.