It's kind of funny how he always comes back to you. It's been over for awhile now, in reality and in his heart, yet for some strange reason he was left with no choice but to fall right back into your arms as if nothing had changed, as if you hadn't let him go when he needed you to stay. When you were naked and lying in each other's embrace, it was clear that what he wrote not so long ago still holds true; you are the one that got away, and he is the one that got away from you. Perhaps the universe will never align in a way that would allow you to live out the relationship you crave for, and maybe that's exactly what this story was always about. The last lesson that needed to be taught, that was required to reshape him once more, to truly mould him into the man he's supposed to be. There are no real answers here, no hidden truths beneath the rubble of disappointment - just two souls forever at arms length, yet constantly clashing into one another - just two stupid hearts afraid to love the one that loves them most.