“I messed up.” I only wish it didn’t take you this long to realize. “Can we talk?” My whole body aches, yearning to say yes. “Are you there?” Yes, I am here. “Please answer.” I surely don’t think I have that strength. “I still love you.” My heart beats, my stomach churns. “You were the best thing that ever happened to me.” Funny, I used to think the same about you. “Why aren't you answering?” “Because for 7 months; I waited. You tore me apart, it felt like I was drowning. You didn't even look back. Not once. How can I just forget that?” I hit send. “I’m sorry…” “I’m sorry too.”* Except this time, I don’t hit send.
"When what you want isn't what's good for you, that's when you need to learn to walk away."