It’s been two years since my life changed forever. I was never a believer of true love and happy endings. It was always me leaving or being left behind. I didn’t know what exactly was I thinking when I didn’t show up that day. I never thought that it was my last chance, our one and only chance at forever.
Everyday, I would wake up praying that I would finally have the courage of forgiving myself for being a coward. Every night, I would lie down praying that I would not dream about you coming back for me so I could sleep peacefully. Every single day of my life for these past two years, I would always pray that I would not think about you for even just a day. And for every single day of my life, I would always fail myself.
I miss you. But I won’t ask you to come back anymore.