Oh, the irony.
An old ex just got in contact with me. We hadn't talked for a few years and things between us had gotten really messy during the breakup.
A couple days after he got in contact with me he decided to drive 14 hours to come see me. It was fun at first. Friendly. We were like best friends, even. It's like we always were. We'd laugh about things that happened in the past.
At first, there was a lot we didn't remember about those days. Spending more time together has caused flashbacks for both of us. We'd talk about them and find humor in them, but that all changed last night.
After a night of drinking, we ended up laying in my bed. Soon enough we were cuddled up in a friendly, slightly intoxicated way. That's when it happened. All those feelings, all the insane chemistry, all of these things I didn't remember came back and were much more intense than I felt they had been before. It happened to both of us and caught us off guard. We still had that passionate love for each other.
We ended up getting physical but he stopped in the middle of it and said he couldn't do it. He had an ex in Florida he had made a promise to. That he wouldn't sleep with anyone else. This is the same ex that took him away from me last time.
It was so much like last time. Stirring up all those old feelings and transforming them into new ones.
He's coming back over tonight. He's leaving in three days. I don't know what to think anymore.