It's after the first session and I'm back in my spot, waiting for you again. I want you to come up to me, to say hi, to hug me like I'm your oxygen again. I want to look in your eyes and see them sparkling as much as mine have been every time I think about you. I'm not used to this, this waiting for you, waiting for a response, for a glance my way. I miss having you all to myself.

I don't see you at first, you sort of sneak up on me and I find myself hastily removing my earbuds. I was playing one of our songs, but you don't notice. You ask me if I've been here the whole time, and I find myself stumbling over my words as I answer. I had forgotten the kind of effect you have on me.

After we exchange a few words I'm left alone with my thoughts as you head somewhere to eat, giving me a curt goodbye. Oh how I wish I could follow you, how I wish I could go back to before I ruined everything, before, when I was yours and you were mine.

Just so you know though, I'll always be yours, even if you're never mine again.