I thought I was over you, but you came back in my life as a comet this Sunday, the memories burning bright, but also leaving debris of emotions behind. I don't blame you, you were kind, and clear to me, it is me who is trying to cling on to those times. I have stopped thinking "what could have been", but I find it hard to stop thinking about our time together. I cannot detach the pain I feel when those lovely times flood my mind, but I will get there. I have resisted the urge to text you. It makes me want to go ahead and make some mistakes and get hurt again, so that I can be reminded of those beautiful times with you again. I don't want to do that to you, I don't want to do that to me. I want to remember you as the bright light which lasted a few months in my life, nothing more and nothing less. I thought I was over you, but I am not. I will get there eventually.