It's complicated

He’s still here being the good boy that my mom asked him to be. He said that he will never leave my side, anymore.

The story goes on. Although we weren’t able to talk about our past, I certainly think that this is much better than going back to what went wrong. He tried. But I don’t want to talk about it anymore.

It’s just awkward that of all people, Brenth, my ex, was the only person my mom could ever think of. The one person whom she thinks could make things easy and normal.

It’s as though, her prayers are still pending in heaven. The prayers of Brenth and I together. But I understand her. She have great respect and admiration to Brenth that it appears to me that if she was in my shoes, she’d rather forget the recent and go back to history. And try to repeat itself. Manually.

My ex, on the other hand, was doing his job pretty well. Like he also has his goal to stay or help me forget Timmy. But he’s not helping me. For me, it’s like making things more complicated.

His comeback is no good for me.

So, why does my life intertwine with the people I used to love and cared for? Why do they surround me in a way that I don’t think I could for them?