One's actions can not be erased. And one's words cannot be unsaid. Just as the forgotten will never be remembered, something lost can never come back. It was a lovely spring day at first, but soon it became cold, rainy, miserable, and full of despair. I was sad and desperate. If only I didn't do those things. If only I Didn't say those words. If I was just there like I had promised. If I didn't abandon and betray him. If I had just stayed by his side. Then. Maybe, just maybe I could've held onto what we once had? Maybe we could have stayed happy. But because he was different–Wait no–because I was scared. On that cold and miserable day I lost everything. Maybe if I never spoke he wouldn’t have left me all alone. Maybe if I had kept my promise, I wouldn’t be crying by myself. And Maybe, just maybe if I had stayed by his side. He wouldn’t be dead...