I Broke Her Heart

It's been years, maybe ten? I still think about Sarah. We were so young. I was an idiot. She loved me, really loved me. I was too busy trying to be cool, trying to impress my friends. I cheated on her, not just once, but a few times. Each time, I told myself it didn't mean anything, that it was just a mistake. But it meant everything to her.

She found out, of course. She deserved better than to hear it from someone else. I remember the look on her face... pure heartbreak. I tried to apologize, but the words just wouldn't come out right. I felt so small, so pathetic. She walked away, and I let her. I didn't fight for her, didn't even try to explain myself.

I hope she's happy now. I hope she found someone who treats her right, someone who appreciates her. I carry this around, this guilt, like a stone in my pocket. I deserve it. I just wish I could tell her I'm sorry, really sorry, one more time.