To: anonymous broken heart

I’m sorry.
I didn’t mean to lead you on.
I didn’t mean to give you false hope.
I didn’t want to hurt you this way.

I was scared.
I was afraid of what might have been,
or what should have been.
I was afraid of what you could have said

or how you’d react.
I was afraid of hurting you.

but I didn’t know it would hurt this much.

It’s a two way street.
It’s not just you, it’s me

or that’s what “we” say at least.
It’s wrenching and twisting and pulling my heart,

a black hole, a bottomless fathomless pit.
It’s creating these second thoughts,

these “what if’s” that haunt me day by day.

I’m sorry.
I don’t know what else to say.
I am glad you understand,

or at least say that you do.

I apologize.
You have my profuse apologies.
You have an irrevocable part of me.
You have some of my memories.

I’m sorry it had to end this way.
I hope we’ll get along some day.

Love,
me.

Sent: with tears.