“The hardest words are ‘I’m sorry’ when the heart truly means them.”
My Regret
An apology spoken through the rain
There is a kind of silence that comes after someone is hurt, and I know I put that silence between us. I keep replaying what happened, wishing I had paused, listened, and chosen love more carefully than pride.
You did not deserve sharpness, distance, or words that made your heart feel alone. You deserved softness from me, even when things were difficult. I know my apology does not erase the ache, but I hope it reaches you as something real, unguarded, and worthy of your trust.
I am sorry for the weight I placed on you. I am sorry for making you question the warmth that should have been obvious. If you let me, I want to rebuild this with honesty, patience, and the kind of love that does not hide when emotions turn heavy.
Reflections