*SUMMARY* He's coming ... he's back. I never thought I would speechless or talk like this again. I knew it was coming one day, and I was ready to face it again. However, I was saddened by myself, and weakened by his presence. Idiot. He may not know, but my heart chooses. It choses him. Will I regret and let myself be in pain again? Or do I let him be happy?