They say when you love someone, you fight for them no matter the cost. That real love isn't about perfect moments, but about staying when everything starts to fall apart. But what if I didn't stay? What if the reason she walked away..was me? I had my chance, and I let it slip through my fingers. I chose silence when I should've fought. I chose fear when I should've been brave. And now, all I have left are memories of someone I wasn't strong enough to keep. But she's still here. Still within reach. Still the one my heart refuses to forget. So now I'm asking myself.. Am I brave enough to face her again? Brave enough to fix what I broke? Brave enough to fight for her.. this time? Because if I try and she still walks away I might lose her for good. And this time... I won't have anyone else to blame but myself.
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