Bitter Apologies

It was killed before it was even born… giving up to the circumstances that had absolutely nothing to do with it.

Now I still have a chance to go back and save it. But I won’t, simply because my ego is bigger than our love, with a slight chance that fear maybe a contributing factor.

I really thought we could have a nice trail at the beauty of love… a relationship that I long searched for and found most of its desired components. But fate has different plans, for it was doomed to die with remorse as a legacy left behind it.

I was in rage as always, and displaced anger yields negative reactions… this time in the form of possibly the last communication between us ever… a bitter apology.