“Did you ever regret loving me ?” – Says he, out of nowhere.
At that moment, I was caught off guard. I didn’t know what to say. I spaced out. I was there standing in front of him yet my mind was wandering elsewhere. It was the same question I kept asking myself.
I know something has changed.
Things aren’t the same as they were.
We were slowly drifting apart.
He felt it. He was scared. And so was I.
Suddenly memories of the past played on my mind. How he showered me with so much love and affection. How he cared for me more than I cared about myself. How he fought for us and sacrificed everything. The way he gave his heart to me, assuring me with unwavering promises. I knew then that I was so in-love with him and I know, he was too.
Now you tell me;
“Did I ever regret loving him ?” – Never. Not even once.
What we had was real. What I felt was beyond what you can imagine. It was perfect. It was magical. Yet, I’m sorry it has to end this way. I’m sorry I got tired. You wanted freedom, while I was craving for security. I want you, but you started wanting someone else. Things just didn’t work out the way we wanted it to be. I was so busy planning our life not knowing that you were also busy planning yours without me. So, I’m sorry that I had to choose myself.
But remember that;
I love you. Loved you. Always will.
And that will never ever change.