My actions still pain me even now.
Am not sure if i was trying to hurt you or protect you cause it feels like ive brought you nothing but grief.
I wanted to be better than your first but i guess ive just proven we all the same.
At times it takes all of me just to stop myself from calling you and begging you to take me back, but again I'd only hurt you more in the end.
I try to tell myself it was best that way but maybe thats just me trying ease my guilt.
At times my last thoughts before i sleep are of you, wondering what you think of me now.
I wouldn't blame you if you hate me, at times i hate me too, hope its not too late to say am sorry...