When I seen him I remembered all the times we stayed up late laughing, all the times we hugged, all the times we kissed and even the time where he had his head in my lap. All the memories I hold close to my heart came flying back. And now the empty feeling in my heart is worst. There is a part of me that wishes I hadn't talked to him. There is a part of me that wishes I would have ran away the second I saw him. But then I wouldn't know the truth., of course maybe knowing the truth is worst. I mean it doesn't make a difference. It actually probably does make it worst. Much worst. But even still if I could go back and change things I wouldn't. I wouldn't change anything.