I had been so caught up in remembering the awful way you treated me that I had forgotten how effortlessly charming you were - which is how you were able to lure me in. Standing in front of you as you casually existed, I was hit with nostalgia. The allure of your smile was nearly impossible to ignore. I hated myself in that moment for feeling an ounce of attraction to you. The way my body awoke and craved your physical contact. How I had to contain my face from expressing the way memories came flashing by when I was yours and you were mine… Although, you were never truly mine, were you? I know that all too well, but for seconds my body still reacted to you…



















