You made your point. I see the picture. You obviously want nothing to do with me. Why can't I just leave it be? I thought it would be a lot easier to accept. I guess there is just so much I regret. I regret never telling you how I feel. I regret always reading into things. But mostly, I regret falling. Falling for your words; I should've recognized the sweet sound of lies. Your hugs, you'd hold me and never let go. Your kiss, the sweet taste of your lips on mine. Falling in love with someone who could never truly love me back. If I can learn to let go of these things, maybe I can let go of you. The worst part is, I knew it'd end like this from the start. I thought this would make it easier, But it's not.