r.i.p.

Sometimes we walk down some lonely paths. Seemingly unnoticed and unheard. I'm sorry that you felt that way. I wish things had turned out differently.

We don't usually know where we're going to end up in our lives, but nobody should have ended up where you did. I should've done things differently, and now I have to live with the regret. I hope you forgive me, one day.

And that in the end, things don't usually turn out the way we want them to. R.I.P.

This is only the beginning.