April 28, 2009

Fair trade in wasted time, emotion, and dead ends…

I regret using my love for you as an excuse to not face my fears and for blaming you for that.  I regret convincing myself that you loved me when you didn’t so that I would have the excuse in the first place.  I regret that you wanted to love me and couldn’t because of your messed up family.  I regret that we could not love each other as we should have, and as we were meant to, because we were both so screwed up in the first place.  Fair trade in wasted time, emotion, and dead ends.  Why did we dump so much baggage on each other?  I regret that I can’t go back to the first night we met knowing what I know now, and either turn around and walk out that door, or somehow do things differently so that all these years later I would not find myself writing this here. The person I was that first night could never have foreseen this night in a million years.

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