I want to thank you, because all I can do is remember why I had fallen in love with you, from the worrying about me to the listening to me rant on about anything, you were kind and considerate and that showed me what I want in love, I’m so sorry I was too late.
I’m sorry every time you spoke to me I would talk about him, I know you would’ve hurt and I’m sorry I started living you after you moved on. Even though I say sorry I’m selfish and wish you hadn’t of moved on to heal yourself. Because then maybe things would be different… maybe you’d still be here And….
I remember how you treated me after. Nevermind.