After 6 years, he re-appears and tells me that he wants to see me. He comes into town, we go out and have fun. We spend my birthday together, he gives me a gift, he makes my birthday really happy. Who would have known that that one date would turn out as 3 weeks of dating.

It's weird, I told myself that I'm not going to fall for him but I did. Not fall in love, that's too intense. I fell in-like with him. I hated the first night that I slept at my place again, all alone, after spending the week with him. I missed him hugging him. I missed him staying with me till I fell asleep. I missed smelling his coconut hair and feeling his arms and abs. I miss his compliments. I miss him making me feel special.

But now that he's gone and I'm missing him, I feel that the moment that I start to stop missing him, he's going to re-appear and start making me feel good again. I wish that he'll just leave and make me get over him. But I know that once i find out he's in town, i'd want to see him again.