Yesterday I posted this:
“I regret all the things I’ve done to the girl I love.
I regret how much damage my lies have caused, despite the fact that I saw them as harmless.
I regret completely losing her trust.
I regret that I single handedly fucked up our entire relationship.
I regret that I’ve let what happened in my past turn me into everything I used to resent.
I’m so sorry, baby. I love you.”
Later that day she broke up with me.
I’ve never felt so empty.
I regret posting it here instead of telling her before it was too late.
I still love you.