Eric

You walked along the same streets you'd walked with Eric. You recalled his every word, his every touch. You weren't afraid to admit that you missed him. You broke up not long ago, but by mutual consent. You weren't mature enough for a serious relationship. Breaking up was easy, but you still couldn't let him go mentally. You didn't think you'd miss him so much. You stopped near your favorite cafe, where you always sat. You stood there, smiling through your tears, looking out the window at another couple sitting at your table, laughing happily. You turned your head and was about to move on when you saw Eric in front of you. He was looking at you with the same surprise. -Angel… He called you by the nickname he often called you. Tears rolled down your cheeks.