One week ago today at this very moment I had no idea that I was about to do something that would change my life forever. I didn’t know that within the next half hour I was going to make the biggest mistake of my adult life thus far.
I’d give anything to time travel back to one week ago at this very moment. I’d do everything differently. You’d still be my buddy. Instead, I have no idea how things have played out on your end. No clue if things are alright. No way to find out. My actions ended it all. It’s as if it never was. But it WAS.
I miss you so much. I’m so sorry for what I did a week ago. I don’t know how I’ll ever forgive myself for the words I spoke that turned both of our worlds upside down. Regret hangs over me like a big, dark storm cloud. It’s as bad today as it was the moment it all went down. I’m sorry, Schmoopy.
Stuck in reality,
Currently playing in the soundtrack of my mind: Rain by Madonna.