Face it

Running seems to be the easiest way out, but for all problems we finally need to face them. I went to meet my ex for the 1st time since long long time ago. I knew it would be like pouring salt on an open wound but I knew some day I need to face it. On the way to his place, I was all shaky, no matter what I did to ease myself, it wouldn't help. I reached his place, saw him. He's still the same. Full of sunshine. I missed his smile a lot. Although I was in great pain, I found something to be happy about. He's happy now. That's what I hope for. Maybe he doesn't give a damn how am I now, but I still wanna do my part to work out a good friendship out of it, cause I still care a lot about him. That's even harder. I won't cry this time. I won't allow myself to do that. To keep my promise, I will try even harder, to heal myself.