I shouldn't have done it...

Ok, it is a huge childish attitude, I know, but there's something behind those fucking pictures that has made me so sad, so upset... I can't explain what it is exactly. It seems that I've fallen from the highest clouds, because I was almost touching the sky before I've been thrown from heaven this afternoon. It is nobody's fault. It is not even my fault, because I wasn't looking for nothing, but it came to me without any effort... May I think that this is destiny playing against me? The same destiny which brought me happiness again?
A friend of mine said me that I'm very dramatic, and actually, I am. I'm always exagerating things, but what can I do? This is my nature. The fact is: I'm not worried about the pictures themselves, I'm worried about the past. I'm afraid of past, of the repetition of past experiences of both of us... I don't want to be another ex on a picture. Smiles, as those on the pictures, can change into tears, and this is what I'm afraid of...