I keep thinking about going back, going back to all those times where I felt nothing but happy with you. I wish I could undo what I had done so I’d still have an opening in your life. I love you. I’m sorry.

Would you’ve kept me happy had I not cheated? Would you’ve treated me all right if Id not cheated? Would you? No. You wouldn’t have. We’d been dating since 2013 and you’ve called me a slut long back when I’d done nothing wrong. You’ve ditched me multiple times. Argued with me horribly for the most pointless things. I was always too much for you. You were always on the edge with me. And lately I had to not say or not call or just not be around at all ‘cuz I didn’t know I dint know how to be myself without you getting mad at me or leaving me for no reason. You had broken my heart and left me when I most needed you. I just didn’t want you to leave again. But I ended up losing you anyway. Luckily I’d grown and learnt to not run after you. I could keep writing about you until I fall out of this. But even today, all my thoughts are of you.