I’m Sorry.
For some reason lately I’ve had this horrible feeling hanging over me that a certain person will never know how truly sorry I am for what I put them through. I never thought I’d look at someone who used to mean so much to me and see disappointment staring back at me. I never thought I’d lose a best friend over me being so careless. I never thought I’d feel the way I do now about what I did. I should have stopped things before my situation became even more complicated than it already was. I drug that person into something they never deserved to be in. They never deserved to have to put up with my shit that I couldn’t figure out myself. Most importantly, they never deserved me just leaving when I thought I had it all figured out. We had always been best friends, but at that time we opened up a part of our lives to each other that we never had before. You know, that part that you only let really special people into. You told me all kinds of things about your life that I never knew before. You took me to your favorite place where you’ve spent so many years playing and growing up. We had little inside jokes that no one else knew about. But what I’ll never forget about the time we spent together is how much fun we had. I was always laughing with you. You made me happy when all I wanted to do was go home and cry. And I want to thank you for that. I want to thank you for helping me realize life goes on and to let loose and have fun. You taught me to be so simple and just live life. I guess what I’m trying to say with all of this is I’m sorry. If would have ever known everything we went through would have ruined the friendship we had to begin with, I would have never done it. That’s all I want you to know. I know we’ll probably never be the same, but I’m willing to work towards a friendship again if you are.
