I understand what I did. I let you fall in love with me and I thought I was in love with you but I was young. I let it go on too long and then ran away. Years later, too many years we reconnected. Me, with family and you with nothing but the pain of disease. I felt the reconnect but not like you. While your life was hard, mine was all-is-well. Through your voice I reverted to a time in High School and felt that old spark and I tried to keep it alive though texts and email, but I soon realized I was leading you on. My wife and children were just too important to me. I made it clear and you stopped speaking to me. A short time passed and I tried to reach out again to you but you died. I hurt that I lost you but I’m confused because I wouldn’t change how my life has worked out. I still see your face and I hear your voice and I wish I could have talked to you one more time to set things straight. You said I was the love of your life. The one who got away. How can I reconcile that I loved her but didn’t chose her?
