lovesage63

I love you so so much. You'll never know how much I truly do love you. It doesn't matter now I suppose, although I wish it made a difference. I remember when I was your everything. I regret that night every single day, I really really do. There's nothing to do about it now except hope and wait for you, but now even that seems impossible. I really thought I had no other choice and I wanted you to have a chance to find someone better than me, although I always hoped you wouldn't and you'd wait no matter how selfish that is. But now you found her so I—it doesn't matter anymore. It seems like you're in love with her and that you want to mar

Life is difficult, that's for sure. But I'm not saying anyone said life is easy, because it's not. These past few months, I've done a lot of growing up and figuring out who I am and what matters. I've learned that following your heart can get you hurt, but in the end, it's the right thing to do. The ultimate goal in life is to be happy, yes? For me to be happy I need others to be happy. Maybe that's why in the end following my heart got me hurt. Figure out who your true friends are sooner than later. Find the friends that won't judge, and will always listen and be there for you. The friend(s) that will come over at one in the morning because

I'm sorry, and I know I've said that a lot and it probably doesn't mean much to you anymore but it's true. I don't regret a single minute of our love together, and I never will. I realize now, far too late, that it was wrong to use him as my reason for ending things. It was just too easy though. You already hated him, already thought i liked him, so it was easy to say i liked him and escape that way. I figured if I said the real reason then you might say you'd change and ask me not to leave. And now that I look back, I'm glad I ended things because I saw a side of you I'd never seen. I saw how cruel and hurtful you could be. Every cold messag