i'd go back in time and change it, but i can't. so if the chain is on your door, i understand.

sitting on my bathroom floor, sobbing, i realized something. i love him. i still love him. through everything. and i was doing exactly what he is doing. we're pretending nothing happened because it hurts too bad. we're "loving" other people because it's easier that way. easier than living with the hole. i hurt him. i hurt him a lot. i understand that. and if he can't forgive that hurt, i understand that too. "maybe this is wishful thinking, probably mindless dreaming, but if we loved again, i swear i'd love you right." ... i love you.. still. i miss you.. and nothing will change that..