I didn’t realize the truth of how I felt about you until I looked back. The photos, the words, the memories, they all came crashing down on me. Piece by piece. Smile by smile. And then I felt the tear run down my cheek. A surprise. But maybe it wasn’t. I was too blind then. Too young. Too afraid. I regret not seeing what I had. I regret not listening to my heart and listening to the words of others. I’m sorry, for the pain I caused your heart. You deserved better anyway. And next time I hope not to be the young fool who didn’t know her own heart.
— my thoughts, my realizations, my regrets, my truths