“What can I do,” I asked as I walked down the stairs following her.
“There’s nothing you can do; it’s too late.”
“What do you mean it’s too late?”
“I’m leaving.”
Those were the last words we exchanged before she left.
Forever.
I never thought that it would go that far. I always thought that she was going to be there.
Always.
So when I came home that night and found that she had packed her bags and was ready to leave, I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t believe she was leaving.
And I couldn’t believe that it could be my fault.
But it was my fault. Everything I had done was what made her leave.
But I didn’t want to admit it.
I didn’t want to admit that I could have done something wrong,
something that made her hurt.
How could I have been so stupid?
I couldn’t understand it back then, but it’s starting to hit me now.
It’s starting to make sense to me.
She left because of me, and I could have stopped it. I could have done things differently, and she would still be there for me, supporting me and giving me all of her love.
How could I have been so stupid?
So ignorant?
How could I have been so selfish?
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