It's strange how life unfolds sometimes. There was a time when I imagined a future where we were together, where love wasn't bound by circumtances or fate. Even though things turned out differently, and we are on separate paths now, there's still a part of me that holds onto those feelings—the memories, the connection, everything we once shared. But I've built walls around those emotions because I know that expressing them would complicate things, maybe even break down what I’ve carefully put together in my life now. I'm married, and I owe it to her and myself to honor that commitment. Sometimes, I wonder what it would be like if I could tell you what’s really in my heart, but I stop myself because I know it's better this way. It's not about forgetting; it's about living with choices, even when they weigh heavy inside.