#guilt

every day really is perfect. the memories I so desperately cling to are shrouded in mist and gold when I think back on them, never noticing the aura of beauty encapsulating my present moments. the ones that will eventually become memories. everything feels so profound when looking back, you know....

I wonder if I could have tried harder to keep you. If I could have stayed with you and made it work. I thought it would be too hard. I hated telling people that I was already taken. So, I gave it all up. I let you go, and I thought it would make both…