Very Bad Memories

Recently, I bumped into my Ex. Well, sort of.

Was at the coffeeshop..
AD : " Hey, your friend! He was staring at you!"
Me: ( Turned around only to see the ex) " Fuck! Its not funny..!"
Everybody : (laughs heartily)

I was a little pissed.
Pissed at my friend for noticing him.
Pissed at the Ex for showing up in my line of vision.
Pissed at myself for having been together with him.
Because this Ex, had been the butt of many jokes on me.
(And I do see him around because he lives a few blocks away)
Because this Ex, never fails to remind me that I do make mistakes.
BIG, CRAZY, I-MUST-HAVE-BEEN-BLIND/DRUNK MISTAKES.

Back then,
I was young.
I was kind.
I was bored.
I met him.
We got together.
I found out he was a little loony. (IM SERIOUS!)
I dumped him.
He stalked me for a year.

The most pissy thing was that my friend actually had a feeling that he was loony, but didn't dare to tell me because she thought I was so deeply in love with him.
What the hell man.