Greetings from the past

I saw Jarda today. My high school sweetheart. I went through all the stages:
1. Damn, I hope he will not notice me.
2. Should I speak to him?
3. Returning to the past doesn’t work in our case. I should not even try it.
4. I am glad that the type of men I choose now is completely different.
5. Actually, there were times when he was quite sweet.
6. After all, he did the nicest thing ever someone did for me.
7. Should I SMS him? Maybe we could go for a coffee.