valentine's day Again.

I never thought it'd be that hard.

I thought I'd be strong.

Coming back here, made things worse.

Walking down the corridors of campus.

Strolling through the malls.

Every single place contained those precious memories. Being there again, a feeling of nostalgia mixed with melancholy assaulted my senses, tearing them apart, leaving me bare.

Even though I fought to toss all of them to the back of my head, they just keep coming back, swarming my mind and dominating my thoughts, weighing my heart down to the extent that my chest felt like it was going to implode.

Every sentence.

Every gesture.

Every detail.

And so, I did the one pathetic, useless thing I could only do.

I cried.