i regret meeting them.
i regret falling in love with them.
i regret letting them leave me.
i regret losing touch with them.
i regret hating them.
i'm sorry for being rude.
i'm sorry for calling them mean things.
i'm sorry for obsessing over them.
i don't think about them much anymore,
but i still hate them.
i don't know why,
and it hurts.
i don't want to hate everyone who leaves me.
i don't want to be this way.
i want to forgive them,
i want them to know they don't have to be afraid of me.
what i said in past chapters means nothing.
i was filled with emotion and let it out in the form of text.
but i hope they know i don't truly hate them.
it's a front i put up,
a defense,
because i am insecure,
i'm afraid,
and i am so frustrated.
i'm frustrated over everything wrong that happens in my life.
like how i'm never the one to break up with a significant other,
because i simply love them too much,
and i'm too blind to notice their internal distress.
i hope that the next time they see me,
they are not afraid of me.
i hope they smile.
i hope they feel safe,
because they are.
i could never hurt another person.
i regret so many things,
but hating the person i loved for so long is one of the biggest regrets i have.
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everything changes (but we all stay the same)
Poetryif my life could be replayed, if i could share my struggles over the course of time, if i could create such a thing, an endless recording of my life; it would be over hours and hours of overthinking. - (trigger warning for frequent, graphic descr...
