I’m sorry

I’m sorry I couldn’t stay. God knows I wanted to but I wasn’t strong enough. I couldn’t see you break at the cracks, couldn’t see you shatter into a million pieces after what I had told you about him. Because I know I wouldn’t have been able to look you in the eye. Because I knew. I knew

everything and I waited till the last possible moment to tell you hoping he would realize the error of his ways and come back to you but he didn’t. I wish I was six feet under I really do. At this point, my entire existence seems meaningless. And I miss you. I miss your eyes sparkling eyes, i miss your smile, i miss everything about you. God, Maria, why cant you see that i love you?