But you happened.
You were always there. Giving so much even though I couldn't do the same for you. You opened up to me when I couldn't do the same. You've never said you loved me, but I felt it (I think hahahaha).
Today, a friend of yours recognised me and asked "You're ____'s... friend right" and in my mind I wished I could dig a hole. I didn't know what to say. He bombed again with "Do you know that he's in arts pageant?" and my heart sank (although I expected it and I told you before hahaha). It was painful to hear that, painful to imagine.
You asked me if I missed you or just your company. After almost 2 months of not seeing or talking to you, I can confirm that I miss you. Once again, I did not realise what I had till it was gone. Once again, I let my fear and insecurity get the better of me, and once again I lost you.
It hurts really bad. I'm not gonna lie. I dream of you and wake up with my heart aching and wish I treated you better. I really just want to talk to you.
I don't really know what to say anymore. If it's anything I've learnt, it's acceptance, but I really miss you.
I think you have the idea that I don't care at all, that I never felt anything for you. But you're wrong. I was just too afraid to admit it, to myself especially. I hope you know that, at least. And that I am sorry.

Then copy and paste this whole paragraph and send him. It's never too late and you can never be too sure that he is gone. Till you try again.
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