It hurt, definitely. But, we all have to get hurt to grow, right? I guess those words were correct; I did have to grow up.
Maybe not for her but for myself.
At the time, can you blame me for being clingy? For wanting that particular feeling of acknowledgement? For wanting something I could never get anywhere else?
I barely made plans because I didn't really plan on lasting this long. It always just felt like I was winging every day that passed.
When I saw that I could get that approval right here and right now, I guess my selfish little heart got the best of me.
She made her points and they were all right. However, the damage is done. I still had a heart that knew not to hurt her further.
Since then, I decided to actually plan my life out and grow up like she wanted me to.
I avoided relationships and minimised my mischief. "Forgive me." I just muttered those words over and over again; the same damned words I said when she decided she couldn't deal with me anymore.