I know no matter how many times I apologize, there’s nothing I can do to
unbreak a heart. I
would never want anyone in a million years to feel what I’ve felt, to lose
something while holding on it. I question myself over and over again, read back
journals after journals to remind myself on how does love feel like? How does it feel like to
look forward for someone text messages, to anticipate for dates, to miss the
person that moment we said goodbye.
I know this is the second time I
accidentally hurt someone with my broken pieces and there’s no excuses I have to
forgive myself for repeating the same mistakes. I walk into a relationship even
after knowing that my heart cannot feel hoping that miracles could happen, but
you can break something that’s
already broken, yet not revive a heart
that no longer beats.
I’m sorry I wasn’t able to give back
that love which I took from you. I’m sorry I overestimated myself, for the time
that you may feel I might have taken your feelings for granted. Know that I
didn’t want to intentionally hurt you. But
this time I learned that Sometimes Love
Isn’t Enough. It might felt like a short 5-months, but I felt every
single effort, and there’s not a single thing I would want to change about you.
I was just hoping there’s a change in me.
But it seems like love has given up on me a long time ago.