How different things would have (and could have) been if I didn't let my stupid, stubborn, selfish self push you away. I thought it was all for the better, and maybe I was right. But now I'm left here thinking, wondering, and pining over how things might have been between us. I am beating myself up because deep down I know that it was destined for something amazing.
Maybe we'll be able to rekindle this thing we once had. However, there's this part of me that knows that it will never happen. We've left it for too long and the damage is irreversible. One day though perhaps. One can only hope.
