OhMyGod.
I hope you're not talking about me. I hope you've moved on. That day, last year, I didn't mean it. I didn't mean to break my heart into two and then give it to two people. I was stupid; foolish. And I seriously hope it's over. Those days I was afraid you would find out, Those days I was sad when you found out, and those days we ignored each other. It's over, ain't it? It's my fault, it ain't yours. We shouldn't be snatching over this, but it's all mine. I'm not regretting the first advance I made, I just regretted I made it known too fast. Perhaps I should have confirmed the feeling, before I even said it out. Because of your reply, I turned away, ashamed. And because of that, I got distracted.
We're friends.
Of course we are.
I'm just sorry it took me this long, to give you a reply.