Let me be selfish for once.
It’s better to get hurt knowing you tried, knowing that you fought for that person, that you fought for the two of you, rather than living with the regret of letting someone go just like that.
I love you, and I’m sorry for putting you through this. I’ll see you around, feel free to message me anytime. Goodnight.
I’m sorry for not moving on, I’m sorry for not wanting to move on. I’m sorry for sticking to the past, refusing to look forward.