I saw my ex probably for the first time in months the other day while I was out. It was like a scene from a movie. Where the guy and girl lock eyes and they notice each other. And the guy turns around and watches her leave for a split second. Yeah. It was kind of like an old black and white film. At least that’s how it was in my head after I realised who I saw. After the interaction I felt sorrow relief and maybe a bit of happiness. All this time I was worried about seeing someone I was so sad over to have a break down in public after months of hating my self for regretting ever to say the words I love you. But. I walked away and only felt the precense of him standing there. It feels like a blur. Like maybe I was just dreaming or imagining things. Bc i was so used to him not wanting to go places or any where In particular. Even so I did see him. We both saw each other and knew we were there. I guess this is really the goodbye we both needed. No talking no figuring things out. Were both happy. And your still a good person. Bc I believe the good in everyone. Even though we didnt speak. Both Our presence spoke to eachother and moved on. So I guess all im trying to say is that im happy. And he’s happy. That’s what really matters right?