Who knew we'd end up breaking each other's heart

 I know I made mistakes in the past, and I carry the guilt every day. What I did was wrong but leaving me alone was wrong too. I won’t force you anymore. You’re free to choose whatever you want. I’ll still be here quietly waiting even if you don’t trust me now.People say cheating is a choice, not a mistake. And they’re right. But sometimes it is a mistake born from feeling unwanted, invisible, and pushed away. You knew what you did hurt too.If I hadn’t been made to feel like I meant nothing, I would never have gone down that path. I don’t say this to escape blame. I say it because love doesn’t break in one moment it erodes slowly.I’m willing to endure the same pain I caused, because I don’t want anyone else. I’m truly sorry 








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