It's Too Late To Apologize...

You don't need me. Don't pretend you do. Don't tell yourself you do. You wont need me anymore. I'm only the one who helped you through the hard times then. Not anymore. You have someone completely different to help you out now. I only didn't want to hurt you, but it's going to happen, especially with my luck, right? I only want you to be happy, and if me not being there makes you happy, then it's okay with me. I only need you to remember me, and to know that I love you and probably will never forget about you, but right now, it seems like I never really, really knew you, and that makes me sad, and mad, and betrayed, but I'm not worrying about it, and I'm moving on, like you already have. I also want you to know that I'm dissapointed in you and your choices and how you handled everything, and hopefully it makes a difference to you to know that. Running away isn't the way to deal with things. I would definetely know. I rean away from problems that only ended in them catching up with me, and I regret it so much, because now I have to deal with now, this week. I just don't know what to say to you, or for that matter think of you, all I know is that I really love you... I just don't understand. Forever? No. It may have seemed like it then, but not anymore. It never was, I guess. It was only an illusion of the heart, and mind, and eyes. But life is life, and this is the way it goes, so here goes nothing, I guess:
Goodbye, and thanks. I have so many great memories to remember, and hopefully, so do you. But it's time to move on. So, goodbye. I love you, and you mean so much to me. Don't make the wrong decisions anymore, please. I know you're better than that.