June 9th, 2010 · No Comments · Diary pages, Finding genesis

I wish we hadn’t fought.

I wish I hadn’t said the things I said to him. I wish I hadn’t treated him with such callousness and contempt. I wish I’d listened to him. I wish I’d given us a chance.

If I don’t live, I hope that he knows that I tried my hardest.

In the moments that I feel I am dying, I am filled with deep regret.




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