Can't help looking back...

"One must always maintain one’s connection to the past and yet ceaselessly pull away from it"

"What and If are two words as non-threatening as words can be. But put them together side-by-side and they have the power to haunt you for the rest of your life: What if? What if? What if?"

Please forgive me for not knowing. Please forgive me for never really wanting to know. I was never ready to face it, so I ran. I ran away when you did nothing to stop me...or you did. I just couldn't face it.

I can't help thinking about the past...because...you promised. And I promised. And when everything came crashing down on us, I blamed you for breaking me.

Then, you said you're sorry. But I wouldn't listen. I couldn't. My heart couldn't take it.

And now, you still keep to your promise. But I can't meet you halfway. Not anymore.

But I can't help it. I keep wondering, what if I do? What if I run, right now?

...I really did let you go...

...But it still hurts sometimes.