The one that got away.
“You can’t lose what you never had.”
I’ve been regretting my choice of words lately. I acted too hastily and drew the line too soon in the game. I thought by doing so, I would be saving another from heartbreak. But boy, was I wrong.
Things were so wonderfully great. It was so good. I felt so happy and carefree. Even my friends are telling I’m smiling too often. “Berseri je nampak,” they said.
And then, I let my heart meddle with things and it got complicated. Long story short, my words are biting my own ass now. I’m the one left to mend my own heartache. And it sucks max, I tell you.
These past few mornings, instead of waking up to a cheerful text message, all I get is this heavy feeling in my chest. No words can explain how terrible this feels. I’m… sad. And that’s obviously an understatement.
But I gotta remind myself that these things happen. I just gotta pick myself up and move along. Like I always do.
I can’t say this is how I hoped things would turn out. But if it’s the best for everyone, why not?
And I’ll be okay.
Right?
