REGRET....
Dear A,
i admit the decisions i made was really upsetting and i broke your heart really bad. it is until now that i know how it feels and i understand if you hate me and despise me, i would,
it started off when we first met in CF and the first camp we went to.. i really fell for you back then, couldn't stop thinking about you and all i wanted was to be near you, the most memorable thing i could remember was when we were making the little animal sounds and i was moo(ing) out for you.. when i felt u were near i quickly grabbed you despite the blindfold and pulled you in.. it was so blissful. We talked 1 to 1 during dinner when you started poking my styrofoam box making me eat all that weirdish white substances. it made you smile, and i was glad..
Days went past, a year passed, i found out you had a boyfriend, so i gave up hope.. but one day, we were talking on msn.. still the really old one.. i rmb that day clearly.. you were hinting me.. typing my name over and over again, i told you i liked you, and so did you, a beautiful fluttering radiated through my heart.. you said i was really kind and caring, i felt you were beautiful, cute and simply sweet.. everything i could want that time. we spent nights talking on the phone, msging each other and walking you home after school since it was on the way back home too.
Today is the day where u first gave me a present. it was a blue tube with little shells and had my name in it.. i was sooo stunned and amazed how'd you get it in? i was happy.. you had one in your little pinkish bottle.. i hung it on my bag.. never took it off.. not till now..
the day came when i made the worst decision of my life, i mixed up my feelings from admiration to love. it was folly and i told you i loved you more like a sister. a message came in, you asked how many % did i love you, i said 70%.. i wanted to breakup with you.. when i typed it out.. silence.. no response.. i felt your heart wrench and i knew you cried.. you broke up with your other boyfriend just to be with me and i gave you this kind of crap.. i told you forget what i said, i'm sorry but you said i wanted to break up and you accepted it. i didn't know why i did not fight for it.. worse of all, the next day was another camp, and somehow, i managed to convince you to come.....
another day, we were together, i recieved a call from someone.. he asked what the difference is between a teddy bear, and a bucket of shit.. i hung up and called you.. felt so cowardly back then.. i did not understand till you told me, i used to be your brown bear.. probably your admirer.. you comforted me and gave me assurance with your sweet gentle voice. i'd never forget that momment.
The camp came.. you were sitting at the back of the prayer hub.. cuddled up with your pink luggage.. i went over and sat beside you.. talked abit.. i remember giving you a pat and walked off to prepare somethings. the camp went on quite well and you said you feel thankfull for the comfort.. i felt sorry...
years passed and there was sometime that i felt we were connecting back again.. however, i just didn't make that connection, i knew you still wanted to give me a chance, and you had some feelings for me.. i just did not comply and reciprocate the feelings.. instead.. we drifted apart... i don't know you anymore...
There are nights and times when i think about what i did to you.. the love, care and concern, the affection, patience and trust you had in me, i was too stupid, i didnt understand, i never knew why i did the things i did to you, but it is just eating me inside out... given a chance, i wouldn't mind just to make up for the things i SHOULD have done.. brought you out.. called you.. and be there to listen.. now you're like a princess, all grown up, fashionable and dazzling, but i still see the once small innocent, cute, sweet and loving girl you once were..
i only regret not cherishing you instead, i crushed you at such a tender age, i feel guilty and you could have turned out better than what you are, i feel responsible.. you might feel too bad, you had your chance, its you're just deserts.. i look at you now a feel distant, no way i could be near you.. neither would i ask to have you back... but if i had a chance for you to break me instead of me doing it to you, i would give what ever i have just to change that...
i'm sorry A,