I walked away in a state of denial, pain, and confusion. My first love finally broke free, only then to tell me all the things I did wrong. I'm sorry I hurt you Love. I am so sorry I couldn't make you happy. And now you wont give me the chance and I am telling myself you are gone forever. But the truth is I think neither of us want to be gone forever. I want to be friends with you. The guilt would kill me otherwise, and I have enough to deal with. I want to show you who I really am, and I want you to glow again. I don't want to walk away leaving both of us a wreck. I'm good at handling other people's problems, I wish you would ask.