Ran into an ex today. The long term one. Well, not really ran into him. Turns out I was behind him all the way to school this morning and beat me to the parking garage. Little did I know, but he waited for me. Or I guess to see if it was me.
He had the balls to walk up to my car and proceed to strike up a conversation with me, much to my discomfort. Ever since our last party I have been so on edge and uncomfortable around him. He doesn’t seem to be able to be my friend. Not that I want to be his friend really (he is an ex for a reason after all) but I gave it a try at one point.
Seeing him brought back some pretty bad memories. Our camping trip in particular. I thought I was over the whole situation, but since our last party, I am clearly not. As much as I want to forget it, more than two years later I still have nightmares and can’t watch scary movies.
I doubt he realizes just how uncomfortable I was. I’ve talked to a couple friends about the “encounter” and they seem to think he misses me. Well, he can miss me all he wants. I can’t change what happened between us and I can’t change how I feel about it either.
Hopefully I won’t have to “run” into him again.