It has been 8 months of our breakup and each day I am realising what Ive done.The first 6 months was great, I hang out with friends, did enough bitching of you with others and I thought it was my best decision ever. Tbh I thought I am free and I was hating you. I thought you are a burden on the way of my successful career now I am seeing you were the blessing actually.

As each days have been passing, the more the realisation is hitting me. Now I am realising that who were you for me actually- my all time supporter and good wisher. My fault is I didn’t value you that time because I was so used to it and thought it’s so normal. I tought my friends gfs are better than you and I deserve someone like them. I never supported you and always wanted you to do things for me. I took you and everything you used to do for granted.

I am sorry that I never put enough effort in our relationship. I had the belief that you are never gonna leave me and you’d never be able to live without me. I was jealous of your friend circle so I forced you to cut them off. I didn’t care about youur dream or career. I am sorry for it. You treated me as the King and I treated you like a slave. I didn’t understand it that time, trust me. I am so so sorry, my heart. I was so immature that time you know? I just want one more chance with you, the last chance and promise I will do everything it takes just to be with you. Stop moving on please. I am gonna dying here. Seeing with another guy breaks my heart please don’t move on. I need you back. You can’t do that right? You said you love me.