I'm sorry — I assumed I was
important to you.
I thought I mattered, thought I
had a place in your lite.
But now I see it was only me...
thinking too much, feeling too
deeply for someone who was
never really there.
The pain and the memories linger,
but healing hearts learn that
sometimes, love exists only in the
version we hoped it could be.
Maybe this is how I grow - by
accepting that I cared more.
And that's okay.