It's been four years since I lost The one person who have constantly been on my mind since we broke up my sophomore year of high school. After graduation three weeks ago, I decided to visit home before heading off to New York, where I will be starting my new job in three months as a studio producer and I couldn't be more excited. I wanted to get settled a month before, so a month to just spend with my family and Shane of course, is just what the doctor ordered. College was brutal, but I don't regret my decision to pursue my dream of being someone I and everyone could be proud of. I've been home for almost two whole weeks when my mom, asks me to do the grocery shopping while she goes off to work. I willingly go because it beats just sitting watching TV all day with nothing to do. Karma has her internship at a music studio, Lauren is out with Theo, and Shane is somewhere with Duke (IKR monogamy, who knew), and that just leaves me... Amy the single lady. Times like these I reflect on my past relationships and how I wish some things could have gone differently. After The breakup, I dated Felix for about two months before I just wasn't feeling it. Yes, he was very attracted, but he never made my heart race like she did. After him, I dated a girl I met my first year of college, it lasted about 6 months before I caught her in bed with some stranger. Needless to say that was the end of that. After her, it was mindless dates that I can't even or care to remember. After awhile I kind of just shut that part of my life down, no real relationships, minimal dates because of people wanting to set me up. I wasn't in a rut, I just didn't care enough to keep trying when all I thought about was her. Reagan was my first serious girlfriend and she was two years older than me. My sophomore year, I was 16 and she was 18, we broke up because of numerous reasons that I can't even remember now. I always thought that Karma was the love of my life when I realized that I had feelings for another girl, and not just any girl, but my best friend. Things were really awkward and insane for awhile, me sleeping with her not-boyfriend and all, but we moved past that and I couldn't be happier. But everything got better. She had her guy and I had Reagan and we were the best of friends again. Now here I am, finally in that place that Reagan was all those years ago and yet I don't have her, but I want her. I want her so bad it still hurts that we ever had to say goodbye. Walking through the aisle way, my wondering off caused me to ram my cart into another one.

"Dammit! I am so sorry, are you okay?" I hurriedly say when I realized I knocked the other person on the ground.

"Yeah. No worries, you just made me hurt my ass, but no real damage," the person chuckles, an all too familiar sound.

"R-r-reagan?" I breath once my mouth caught up with my brain.

"Wow. Shrimp Girl," I help her up and we just stare at each other like we were seeing each other for the first time, and it seemed like we were. I dressed a little more girly with a hint of tomboy, with fitted jeans, baby doll flats, and my donut tank top (I said a hint). She on the other hand was gorgeous, her hair was shorter with the purple tips still present, wearing a purple mini skirt, a white tank covered by her black leather jacket, and heeled boots.

"W-w-what, what are you doing h-here?" I manage to stammer out feeling like an idiot.

"Visiting and you?" she seems so calm and nonchalant about running into me. Maybe she doesn't love me anymore, I mean it's been four years, a lot can change in that time.

"Visiting for the next few weeks," I inform feeling very awkward and out of place and that has never happened since I've known Reagan. I have always felt insanely comfortable around her, and no it's a whole different ball game.

"Well, it was great to see you. Bye," I say rushing off before I felt worse about the whole situation.

"Amy!" I stop in my tracks and turn. She moves forward and next thing I know, she is pulling me into a tight hug. On instinct and because I really really wanted to, I hugged back just as tight.

"I missed you," I whisper in her hair seeing how I am still the taller of us both.

"Missed you too, so much." We break apart out of the embrace, but still in the same space, just to stare at each other with tear stained faces. Soon I realize that I really need to get back home, I let her go, but grab her hand.

"Will you have dinner with me tonight? I would really love to catch up and talk if that's okay with you," I ask really wanting her to say yes. She smiles that beautiful smile that sends a shutter through my veins and chill down my spine.

"I would love to." After exchanging information we say our goodbyes and I leave with a smile on my face and hope in my heart for a new start with the one that got away who I refuse to ever let go again.