A blast from the past

Well, people who have been to the third year trip already know about all of my embarrassing moments. And I am adding another one to my long list.

So I went to my cousin's wedding yesterday and I saw my ex there. Now, I am the kind who keeps in touch with her ex boyfriends. It just doesn't make sense to me not to be in touch. I have had some wonderful time with all of them. And all of my relationships have ended on good terms. No fights, no insults, no abusing. Silent break ups. Except one. And this was the guy who didn't tell me we had broken up. We both decided that we needed a break from each other but I guess neither of us wanted that break to end. So we just stopped talking to each other. If you actually consider it, we are still in a relationship :P We never actually ended it.

So when I saw him, all the old memories locked up in a little closet were out. All the good times first, the wonderful talks, the long walks, and then the fights, the crying, the lying. So there he was with a drink in his hand and really having a good time with his friends, all of whom I had spent a good amount of time with when I was his girlfriend. So this was really embarrassing. I was hoping he wouldn't see me and he wouldn't have if his stupid friend hadn't seen me. His friend called out to me and asked me to join them. At first I was going to say that I was a little busy, which by the way I was, but I had this urge to talk to my ex.

So I went over and joined them. After a few hi, hellos and how are you's I didn't have much to talk to them. And these guys, the friends I mean, are such assholes. They purposely made some silly excuse and left us behind. I wanted to talk to him but didn't know what I should. So after a long awkward silence, I decided to ask him how he knew the groom. I was sure my cousin didn't know him and even if she had she wouldn't have invited him. So he told me they worked together. And we got talking.. One thing led to another and somehow we were suddenly talking about the weather, Mumbai trains, food, beaches, relationships and us, when we were together. I didn't want to go there. And I wished this was all a dream and that I would wake up soon. But I was disappointed. This was happening. We talked about how madly in love we were then and how annoying we were to our single friends. And then we got talking about the break (up). I don't remember much of this conversation, or maybe I don't want to. But I remember there was a moment where we both longed for those times. Not the relationship part, just the happy times. The time we were friends. So I mustered the courage to ask him if we could keep in touch and meet up sometimes. Well, he agreed. And I guess that was when I felt a little burden off my shoulders. Somewhere deep inside, a part of me wanted him in my life. And not being able to do that all this while was making me, I wouldn't say sad, but it felt like I was holding a grudge against him. And I was feeling guilty too beacause I gave it another chance, and always put off that thought by thinking that he was to be blamed for that too, which is true by the way.

It felt like we were destined to meet and talk. Talk, just talk.
So now I have another contact added in my phonebook and a friend request on Facebook.

Hope this friendship lasts :)

Adios!