I should have told you I loved you when I had the chance. I wanted to spend my life with you but I was too afraid of change to make that leap.
I had promised to always be honest with you, and I wasn't. And perhaps the worst part is I think you knew, but because I never said anything, there was nothing you could do because you were too great of a person to interfere with others' lives yourself.
You were always so selfless, and maybe that was the motivation behind your decision. But maybe things could have worked out? I don't know. I don't know if it would have changed your choice, had I told you, but at least you would know before it was too late that someone did.