I was the one who left

I was the one who left. And sometimes i think i have made the biggest mistake. I want to be hugged again. And talk to you again. I would see something in the store and think you would find this funny. Or just be held by you again.

I miss you and i havent let myself accept that. Because that would be a tragedy.

But then i remember that the highs were high but you put me through self doubt and pain.

Worst thing is i would go through the pain to feel the love again. Though i think thats just a moment of weakness.

So i miss you. And i sometimes regret walking away. But i dont regret it. It was the hardest thing i have ever done. But the right thing which needed to be done.