3 weeks too late
3 weeks too late. Too late to tell you how I feel about you. I had the whole year to tell you that I like you and I was planning to tell you when I got back from my holiday. But then you dropped the bomb and said that you had been going out with her for 3 weeks. My heart regrets my indecision and now regrets a life of what could have been. Family, travel, kids. I know that you will marry her out of desperation. Desperation for you have been lonley for so long. Longing to have someone to hold you and love you for who you are. All I did was play-hard to get and teaseed you too many times. You wanted reassurance and I gave you mixed signals. You wanted me to confess and I only escaped. It's too late now. All I can wish you is the best with her. I hope she makes you happy. You are a wonderful guy and deserve the best wife to make you happy. Have beautiful children and wonderful life together. If it was not meant to be, I suppose it wasn't. No use kicking myself now. She who cannot decide will end up alone with nothing. You have everything to look forward to now. I only have myself to blame. This is my only form of release and maybe just maybe one day I might havce the chance and courage to confess " I like you Heinrich." Things would have been different now.