If I ran to you right now, would you embrace me?
If I called would you pick up the phone?
If I took all the blame -- even the parts that were yours -- would you forgive me?
If I ate crow, served with a side of humble pie and topped with what remains of my self-respect, would it make everything alright?
That's not sarcasm.
I'd gladly do that and more.
If you'd forgive me and take me back.
Are you thinking of me right now?
Or have you moved on. Already.
How can it be over when it still feels so intense?