An Apology to Someone I Wronged . . .

In the meantime, I've tried to respond to you multiple times, but I am either interrupted by work, or at a loss . . .

When I first read your reply I interpreted that you believed I ruined your life. I started to cry . . . in fact, I'm crying now just thinking about it. Oh how I loved you, the thought that I ruined your life is crushing. My alternate interpretation is that I ruined "our" life together . . .

Equally sad, and entirely my fault.

There are some people who pass through our lives, but don't leave a mark. You were not one of those people. I remember so much about our time together. You left a mark . . .

It honestly took until I was an adult (well, older at least) to realize some of what I had done and how wrong I was.

If I ruined your life, I am so sorry, I will wear the scar on my soul forever.

If you referred to our life together, I know I fucked up. The road less traveled and all. It was bizarre how we continued to bump up against one another. Holiday Inn, The Old Spaghetti Factory . . .

I recognized you, but I didn't know what to say. The look in your eyes told me you were still very angry with me, and I didn't want to make your date awkward, so I just bit my tongue and played as if you were a stranger . . .

. . . you weren't. My heart jumped into my throat.

I never forgot about you, how badly we ended, nor that it was my fault. I truly want you to know how incredibly sorry I am. You were an angel and I, well, was not.

Love,

Darren