In another lifetime, I found the love of my life and didn’t spoil it. In this life, I might’ve found her but, this version of myself wasn’t ready. Often I stare at my shoes, because my head is heavy from holding regret. There are thousands of things that I’ve done wrong but only a handful I’d change in a heartbeat. Our ending is one I wish I could fix. (I hope the love of my life is reading this) Know that our time in this life is something I cherish and will never regret.