#left aside

I hope attachment never finds me again, not because I'm afraid of love, but because I know some goodbyes broke parts of me that may never fully heal. Sometimes you grow attached without even realizing it. One message makes me happy, and the same silence can break me. The hardest part is trying to let go of someone I desperately want. There was a lot going on inside of me. A million questions, a thousand insecurities, and no one to answer them. I never wanted this to happen. I never even expected it would, but it did. We never know what the future has in store for us. If something is meant to happen, it surely will. But somewhere deep down, I never wanted this mess, this confusion, or any of this. I wanted a life that was calm, peaceful, and free of regrets. Now when I look back, I see the mistakes I've made, and I know they can never be corrected. I've messed up my life with my own hands, and here I am, all alone, by myself. Even when someone asks me what I'm hiding, I go blank. I don't even know what's missing inside me anymore. I know there's something I want, I really do, but that something is still a question mark to me. They say I don't share things with them, but little do they know that I have almost nothing left to share. It's all regrets... regrets everywhere, and I don't even want to talk about them. The people I trusted with every inch of my being, the ones who were always there through my highs and lows, are nowhere to be seen anymore. Yet they ask me what's wrong with me, when the only question has always been, "What is right?"