When I ran back home, I wasn't prepared for the reminders of him everywhere I turned. I certainly never expected Keegan to follow. I thought I made myself clear - we were through. I didn't want anything to do with him. But, he inserted himself back into my life, and there was nothing I could do. I pushed he pulled. I ran and he chased me. I cried and he wiped away the tears. He just wouldn't give up, and the battle my head and my heart are waging, is one I don't want to be a part of. You see my head says be strong, but my heart is saying I belong to him, and always will. What does one do when...