it's been a month since i last saw him, nearly two weeks since we broke up. yet, why does my heart ache this way at the mere mention of his name. pain, regret, restlessness join forces while memories choose to haunt. i didn't think that we would be this way- as strangers once more. but when i recall small things like the way you preferred skittles over starburst and couldn't give a proper highfive, i can't help but smile. no matter what anyone says, he'll always be my first love.