I've bumped into my ex on the streets yesterday! I never expected it to be soon.
He was standing outside the washroom, apparently waiting for his girlfriend.. my girlfriend, tugged at me and we walked on... he was looking in my direction, maybe hoping that i would acknowledge him but I had fears in me.. i just merely walked away... after that brief moment, i felt everything that i had buried in my mind seem to come back again... once again i broke down, crying for all the hurt he has done to me and the child that he made me abort such that he can be with that girlfriend. it's just so tough to meet him again but yet i wished to know how is he and is he well... F*** why do I have to feel this way!!!