supposedly it was over 6 years ago. we both hurt each other and changed one another to irreparable beings. our separate lives happened and we’ve both been happy and sad. then out of nothing out of nowhere, at a time when one of us is hurting and alone and the other is in a relationship that’s again not very easy, we made a horrible mistake of meeting up for drinks. lots of drinks. and while we knew how awful what we’re about to do was, we shut out our consciences, and went to bed. it was our first time together. six years overdue. and now my mind won’t stop playing all those memories and feelings and… it just s****. love is not in my heart for that person, it is in my soul. always will be. and it kills me to know that we are not each others’ to keep. we never were. but at least now, we’ll always have that one night.
so why the guilt???????? 🙁
