“I’m sorry” she said, her eyes downcast “I never wanted to make you feel like this. I know I’ve been acting like a fucking stupid. I overthought things, as always”
He just stood there unmoved with a cynical look “I just don’t think you say this because you mean it, it’s just another of your ways to make me pay attention to you”
That one hurt. Maybe he was right, maybe she just wanted that he spoke to her again, to be back at the times they had fun and pretend nothing of this has happened at all but no, a part of her probably felt like that, but she knew it was too late, that as usual she had fucked it up once again.
“Listen, I’m not gonna bother you anymore. Keep your way and I’ll go on my own bussines. I’ll not even look at you if you don’t want me to, I’ll stay far from you. I’m truly sorry for all of this, and maybe some part of me still would want to be near you but I couldn’t live with myself knowing I’m making someone feel uncomfortable, that I’m hurting someone. That is the last thing I want. Just….take care of yourself please, and don’t feel bad because of this, it hasn’t been your fault at all, it was all my mistake. Be happy, please”
And with that she turned away. She would never look back, she didn’t mind what he thought of her anymore. She just wanted him to be happy and knew that she was an impediment for him to do so.
So she left.
However she could never take him out of her heart.
But that is a secret she would never tell anyone.
MercuRea 