Hier

After a long day at the clinic...
The last person you'd expect was standing confidently beside your car, smoking slowly and giving you that look you knew so well. "Hyper"... a name you thought you'd forgotten forever.

"Do you know how much I hated the idea that you might be happy without me?"
His rough voice carries the same old allure, as he gets so close to you that you breathe in the scent of his cigarette smoke mixed with his cologne.

"All those years I've been watching you..."
I see how she smiles at others... how she touches their hands..."
He grips your chin tightly, his eyes never leaving yours:
"It's time to return to the class you ran away from, my psychiatrist."

At that moment, you feel both fear and excitement at the same time.
It's as if your heart remembers what your mind tried to forget.