So funny, how as soon as I find a guy the guy I still like finally starts moving forward. Crazy how long it’s been and I still find you charming. Still want a chance with you. But I decided not to wait. I’m sorry, to saying this here where he may read it, and I’m sorry to myself. To myself for getting all head over heels and giving up because of it. Because with you it’s so easy. And I knew the consequences and the ending I had anticipated but it still sucks. Cause you know everything about me and I know enough and have learned enough about you and from life not to do what I did to myself. So now I’ve moved on? Or at least I’m testing the waters with something new. Because I knew I wouldn’t be special to you.