If there is something I failed to do in the past and I still blame myself for it, it’s saving you.

I couldn’t save you from the darkness, I couldn’t save you from the sad days, I couldn’t save you from all your nightmares.

I thought I did my best but in the end, I still let you slip away. And I couldn’t forgive myself for doing so. I should’ve tried harder. I should’ve been more patient. I should’ve been more understanding. I should’ve held on a little longer. Maybe, If I didn’t give up on you, things would be so different right now.

But a year after, I met this wonderful guy who swept me off my feet. He’s so wonderful that I couldn’t seem to get him out of my head.

And I promised myself, I’ll give the best that I have to him, that I will love him no matter what and I will love him even harder when the times are rough.

I’m doing it and now that he’s feeling down and isolated, I remember you… I told myself, I’m not going to give up on anybody anymore. I gave up on you before, but I am not giving up on him.

I couldn’t save you before but maybe this time, I could save another soul… And I want to save him from all the darkness. And I will save him, no matter how difficult it may be. Against all odds.

There is nothing much that I wouldn’t do for him at this point. And I don’t want to wake up without him, and I couldn’t imagine myself being separated from him.