I wish the person I was seven years ago was the same as the person writing here this evening.
I liked who I was, but there was much to work on and heal before I could ever hold your hand in mine and love you with an open heart.
I can’t go back in time though.
I wish I could, but I can’t.
You’ve moved on, and our fairy tale has ended.
I’m happy for you.
I really am.
I just wish our paths would have crossed today rather than seven years ago.
Thank you for twirling me like a princess and loving me during the darkest period of my life.
Thank you for standing by my side and attempting to help me heal.
Thank you for loving me when I couldn’t love myself.
Thank you for leaving so I could get the help that I needed.
Thank you for seeing that you deserved better.
I wish I could go back in time, but I can’t.
There’s no erasing history, unfortunately.
What’s done is done, and I’m sorry.
I’m sorry for the pain I caused.
I’m sorry for yelling.
I’m sorry for every time I lay on your bathroom floor and couldn’t get up.
I’m truly sorry for everything.
We may never meet again, but please know that I carry you in my heart.
I loved you once, and I still do.
PS: Wear more blue. It looks good on you.