this weekend was like seeing an ex boyfriend
Not the kind of ex boyfriend that makes you mad and reminds you of why you left him.
This weekend was like seeing the ex boyfriend you had to break up with and it was a hard breakup and you realize you're going to start seeing that boyfriend again, and you're not sure who is gonna break up with who.
So you cry when you're not with him.
Because either way it's gonna be painful and it's going to cost you tears.
And there are no promises.
There are no perfect circles.
