The first time you see someone you had history with, whether it be a previous partner or your first love or your no-longer best friend, the first time you see them once things ended can be painful. You have banished them from your mind, you have taken all the strength in your bones to remove them from your heart, you have spent weeks, months, years trying to mend whatever masterpiece that was broken. You tried your absolute best to live without them and then, you see them. Maybe on your bus on your way to school, when you are at lunch with a friend, or maybe you saw them on their way to work across the street. You spent such little time appreciating them and their ideas, thoughts, memories so why does it seem to take forever trying to erase them? The love that you shared was over in a blink of an eye, and now you spend the next six months trying to forget. You can't try to forget people or those memories. Now matter how much time you spent together, it will take however long it takes to move on and you will move on, just at your own pace not anyone else's. Not when your friends say, "Get up, we're going out, we're gonna find you someone, stop moping around." Your time won't fly by or heal anything, and it will leave you with many questions unanswered. The hardest part of it is knowing you can't change what happened and that maybe they are happy, maybe you're pretending to be okay but you're not fine at all.