The Version Of You I Created

He said sorry.

Years too late.

I thought hearing it would finally heal me... that maybe I could forgive myself after that.

But instead, it brought everything back.

The truth.
The anger.
The part of me I buried just to survive him.

I was never the one he chose first. Never the one he loved fully. Just... the one who stayed.

And now, even after everything... after moving on, after finding someone who truly loves me.

I still can't sleep.