I still love you, I’ve always loved you. I never stopped, just because I’ve “found someone new” doesn’t mean my feelings for you have drifted. They linger in everything I do. It’s not pathetic, it’s how I feel. I just can’t continue to hurt you and myself. I see you blocking me, shutting me out, ignoring me, and I know why. I try to let you go, but I can’t. My mind can’t wrap around how bad I hurt you, all because of MY anger towards your actions that could’ve easily been fixed with a talk. But I’m glad you finally got the strength to let me go. I’d just hate to see you walk with another. It’s selfish I know, but my love for you won’t allow me to let you go and do such a thing. But you’re always free to do what your heart desires. I’ll learn to let go someday.

I regret how much anger I held in instead of talking to you about things. I didn’t want to look bothered, I wanted you to think you were doing everything right and never doubt a thing you did—but we saw how that ended. Regretting won’t do me any good though. I’m sorry.