I want to end the year right this time. Because last time was a blur, a tidal wave of drama and bullshit and stupidity and I don’t want the same things to happen again.
I want to apologize, yet again, even if it won’t count anymore, to the people I’ve hurt when I was sad, hungry, and hurting myself.
To the guy I left behind with a broken heart,
I am really, really sorry, love, for all the pain I’ve caused you. I know you hate apologies and hate repeated ones more, but I’m still going to say this again. I’m so fucking sorry for leaving you vulnerable. For making things so complicated between us that it makes no room for friendship. For messing us up. For ruining what we had left. I’m sorry for leaving. Period. I’m sorry I was selfish. I’m sorry I didn’t see the good times, only the bad ones. I’m sorry for giving you trust issues. I’m really sorry,love, that because of me your perception about relationships has cracked.
I hope you find someone, love. (Someone who wouldn’t mind if you don’t talk to her for hours. Someone who wouldn’t mind and worry whether you’re still alive or not. I hope you find someone who’d be content with always understanding and never being understood. I hope you find someone who’d understand she’s not your priority.) I hope you find someone who is not like me.
Because, love, you deserve to be happy. And I’m sorry I made you think otherwise.
I will always love you, and I know I will always care about you, but not with the same intensity as before. Not anymore.
To the girl who hates me still,
I’m sorry. I know you haven’t forgiven me and you’d probably never will, and that’s okay with me. I’m not counting on it. What I’ve done is unforgivable and I know that. Still, I’m sorry.
Thinking back on it, I realized we could’ve been friends if only I used my brain instead of my heart. But that doesn’t matter now, huh? Because I messed everything up. I’m sorry I ruined your trust. I’m sorry I didn’t put others before myself. I’m sorry I only thought of my own happiness. You could guarantee–not that you care, of course– that it won’t happen again. Everything that has happened in the past 5 months has been a big eye-opener for me. I’ve learned a lot and thank you for that.
I hope you can learn to let go of the pain, because trust me, if only once more, you’re only going to hurt yourself. Please don’t let yourself be filled with hate because there’s still a lot of things to love, be happy about, and live for. I hope you find them.
To the guy who broke my heart,
I want you to know that I forgive you even if you weren’t even sorry. I forgive you for breaking my trust, my perception of life and men, my heart. I forgive you for choosing to be happy. I forgive you for choosing yourself first. I forgive you.
I only hope you never do it again. Because being held that high up and letting me fall when you know full well you couldn’t catch me, was the single, most fucked up thing ever. I hope nobody goes through it ever again.
I hope you learned a lot because I did.
To the people who stayed me through the craziest moments of my life,
I’m sorry. For being the stupidest shit ever. For not listening to you. For not following your advice because I thought my idea of always prioritizing my own happiness, was better. I’m sorry for the burden of having me as the crazy friend.
Thank you. For never leaving my side when I needed you most. For never getting tired of my endless drama. For tolerating the attitude I’ve developed over the months that has passed. Thank you for everything. I love you guys. Always have, always will.