Blast from my past...

So, last night I was out with some friends, celebrating one of their birthdays, and I ran into the brother of one of my ex-boyfriends, whom I haven't seen in years. We were together a very long time, and separated when he broke my heart. I hadn't really thought much about him for a long time, except when people would bring up stories, but I gotta say seeing a member of his family was so odd. It was great to see him all grown up, but it's awful that because of that, I am now thinking of the ex. It took me years to get over what he did to me. Now, it's like the wound is partially open again. Ugh. Maybe it was never really closed. Now I have to heal yet again. This is a vicious cycle that needs to end, now.