My ex-boyfriend, Jason, is back in Manila. He's THE ex-boyfriend. The first ever serious relationship that I got into. We haven't seen each other for years and I'm a bit curious to know what has become of him. Two years ago we saw each other during my stay in Madrid but we never really had the chance to talk.

It felt weird, talking to him again. Surprisingly, he hasn't changed a lot. He's still the same person that he was seven years ago - he talks the same, walks the same, smiles the same. It's quite amusing, aside from the fact that he still feels the same way about me. And when he said it, I just said "I know" and looked away.

Where he hasn't changed, I have. I feel all different now, and I'm saying this not just because my boyfriend would soon have his eyes all over this entry, but because it's true. The whole time that we were talking, he would always take one step closer towards me, and I would always take a step back. I was hoping that the moment I turned my back on him, he would realize how much things have changed and that we could no longer be.

I have to admit, no eyes could ever look at me with as much affection as his eyes do. But as much as I love the feeling of being the most special person in the world when I look into those eyes, this time, I will have to pass.