I loved him, perhaps madly,
to the point that if the world ended right now,
I would hold him close and die with him.
But I'm unsure.
Unsure about my feelings.
Unsure if it would stay like that forever.
Unsure whether I would hurt him or not.
I want to tell him to stay, hold me, hug me tight, and never ever leave me.
But I can't.
I can't hurt him, yet now I think I'm hurting him by being cold and leaving him.
He cried, but I couldn't do anything.
All I could do was watch as he tries to heal from the trauma I caused him.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that I was such a coward.
I'm sorry that I was not ready.
I'm sorry for starting everything again.
I'm sorry for giving you hope.
I'm sorry for leaving you.
Still,
I'm unsure about myself and my feelings...
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