We experience many things we think are one-time opportunities, and in most cases, they are. Not trying to sound pathetic or nostalgic in any way, it's just that I feel the need to let some things out. Things I feel they need to be spoken about, even though it might hurt as hell just thinking about them. But I think it's better to let it out, let it hurt and destroy you in any way possible and then just let it be. Let it heal, because time heals everything. I didn't believe in that sort of thing until now. Until I've finally gotten over him. It might as well sound stupidly cliche and cheesy, but things like that I believe are worth talking about. After all, they are things that complete our life. Hell, these are the things that make our life the way it is. Define us. Even if we don't feel like admitting, we are changed by the things that affect us in some way. Maybe some less, maybe some more. But genuinely, they make us the person we are today. And I've come...