over a decade later
sometimes it takes a long time to realize the mistakes that you've made. what you've repeated as habit, ignoring every consequence. whatever good that's been done, keeping it to yourself. a secret from everyone. i only hope that it's not too late. i only hope you can believe my heart is pure. now. what i've done in the past year, it wasn't for myself. whatever good i'm doing now, it's not for me. if i could only learn how to live with the pain of regret. i can't.