It just occurred to me yesterday afternoon that I did love you. I was in love with you. That all of those times we were talking, bickering and fooling around, I know within myself that I didn’t love you as a mere friend but so much greater than that. I’m so stupid for not saying it out loud. Stupid for even denying it right in front of you. But I was scared! The fear of commitment got the better of me that I chose not to tell you instead. 

So all those days, weeks, months of not talking to you and hearing your voice, do trust me when I say “I miss you” because I mean it. Do believe me when I say I thought about you during those moments and still thinking about you ‘til now. I know I’ve hurt you for laughing and not believing that your feelings for me was true. I am really sorry for mocking you. And do also know that I truly did love you on all those times we’re together.

But I know I’m too late now and I won’t blame you for leaving. If only I was brave enough then; I could’ve stop you from departing.