Let me start by saying, I AM SORRY. Sorry for everything I did and did not do.
Believe it or not, it's been years since I wanted to get that out of my chest. There has always been this lingering feeling of guilt and pain every time I think about you. Yes, I do think about you sometimes. Passing by a certain place reminds me of you. Hearing a certain song reminds me of you. Seeing a heart-shaped box reminds me of you.
Ever since things ended, I've been trying to find the right words to explain why things turned out the way they did. How I felt and how I thought it was the right thing to do at that time. On the contrary, I think I was also trying not to say anything because it felt like I did not have the right to do so. I also have a lot of questions in mind, but then again, what right do I have to even ask questions?
There is one thing I am sure of though, I let my fears and insecurities get the best of me. I stopped not because I did not want "US". I stopped because I was afraid to even start "US"
And so, here I am years after trying to find the right words to explain my side of the story. Unfortunately, even after several years, I still don't have the right words. I can, however, borrow the words of one band we both like.
Read and listen, I hope this makes sense
We became close at a time when I wasn't so sure of myself. During that time, I hated myself for all the decisions and choices I've made. I was this big ball of negativity which surprisingly, you welcomed with open arms. I barely remember how I got there. I just know that you were the only person who, without inhibitions, accepted all the baggage I had with me.
There is one thing I am sure of though, I let my fears and insecurities get the best of me. I stopped not because I did not want "US". I stopped because I was afraid to even start "US"
And so, here I am years after trying to find the right words to explain my side of the story. Unfortunately, even after several years, I still don't have the right words. I can, however, borrow the words of one band we both like.
Read and listen, I hope this makes sense
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We became close at a time when I wasn't so sure of myself. During that time, I hated myself for all the decisions and choices I've made. I was this big ball of negativity which surprisingly, you welcomed with open arms. I barely remember how I got there. I just know that you were the only person who, without inhibitions, accepted all the baggage I had with me.
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And then it became a relationship we couldn't put a label on. People around us started seeing what was going on and thought they had the right to comment about it. This is when it started going haywire. Why? Because I listened to them.
Maybe they were right. It was a Television Romance.
Did you think the same?
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And then they said "it was bound to fail"
Bound to fail -- And it wasn't just the people around us. It was me. I didn't give it a chance because I wasn't sure how you REALLY felt. And I wanted assurance so bad --- which was wrong. I hope you had this figured out from that heart-shaped box of letters.
If not, I guess I didn't tell you enough, or maybe I wasn't really honest with you at that time.
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So you see, I would like to believe that it was the right kind of thing at the wrong time and setting. And even that --- still sounds complicated.
But, be that as it may, I would like you to know that I am happy where you are now and how things went for you. I really am. I hope you are too.
Thank you for being a friend, again. Also, I hope this answers your question.
Love,
Alex
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This open letter does not wish to accomplish anything. This is merely a series created by Alex Carpio for www.ticktockitslocked.com and for her peace of mind.
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