Flashback
I took a deep breath and dialed his number. "Hey babe, how are you?" He asked. "I-I'm good," I answered. He must have heard the sadness in my voice since he said "What's wrong?" "I'm going to break up with you" I whispered, trying hard not to break down into tears. I heard him growling over the phone. "Goodbye... for the last time" I muttered and ended the call.
Present
I regret ending my relationship with him.. he was my last thread to sanity. I regret loving him, regret ever missing him, but he was what kept me sane.. I regret- The knife slipping from my fingers, GONE
