You can't run from the pain.

Do you know that feeling when you get so angry by seeing something you didn't want to, or didn't expect? Like it goes up your spine and stops at your back, right below your shoulders? Suddenly, you start getting hot and you can't really manage to find a way to stop this feeling. It consumes you, piece by piece. You begin to lose consciousness of your act, your vision slowly fades away. You realize you cannot run away from the things that you will hunt. Her new boyfriend, better than you. Her new happiness, blurring yours. Her new memories, replacing yours. They will be there. Just waiting for you to sit down and find some grasp, or try to sleep for a while. Even in your dreams, they will be there. What should I do, then? Face it? Ignore it? There is no escape. There is no escape at all. All you have to do is accept it is going to hit. And, when it hits, you will be prepared. Prepared to see all your memories, or even imaginations, going through your eyes, wandering.