I saw your status, and maybe this is my sign to finally let go quietly. I think the kindest thing I can do now is disappear from your life so you can move forward without the weight of me still being around.
But if I’m being honest with myself, leaving you is the one thing I know I’ll regret for a long time. A part of me still wishes we could just run away from all of this, away from the misunderstandings, the pain, the timing, and everything that kept pulling us apart, and choose each other without fear.
And maybe my biggest regret is this: you fought for us in every way you knew how, while I stood there confused, scared, and distant. You gave effort, patience, reassurance, and love, and I hate myself for realizing too late that I gave so little back. My bad for not fighting harder for us when we still had the chance.
You were once my comfort, my safest place, and someone I truly saw a future with. Maybe that’s why walking away feels like losing a home I can never return to.
Still, love isn’t always enough to make people stay, and I don’t want my presence to become something heavy in your life. So this may be me choosing silence, choosing distance, and loving you enough to let you go completely.
No matter where life takes us, a part of me will always wish things turned out differently for us.
But if I’m being honest with myself, leaving you is the one thing I know I’ll regret for a long time. A part of me still wishes we could just run away from all of this, away from the misunderstandings, the pain, the timing, and everything that kept pulling us apart, and choose each other without fear.
And maybe my biggest regret is this: you fought for us in every way you knew how, while I stood there confused, scared, and distant. You gave effort, patience, reassurance, and love, and I hate myself for realizing too late that I gave so little back. My bad for not fighting harder for us when we still had the chance.
You were once my comfort, my safest place, and someone I truly saw a future with. Maybe that’s why walking away feels like losing a home I can never return to.
Still, love isn’t always enough to make people stay, and I don’t want my presence to become something heavy in your life. So this may be me choosing silence, choosing distance, and loving you enough to let you go completely.
No matter where life takes us, a part of me will always wish things turned out differently for us.
