I think...
This whole time...
I love you all.
Enough to stay. Enough to live. Enough to change. Enough to try and cling even if so futile and silly.
More than enough to take charge and be responsible.
No matter the basis, I'm deep into it.
And much more than enough to be so willing...
You guys are the reason -- yet you all do not know.
You all do not know -- likely never knew, how dark I've been through.
You think I have the light, but that's because of you all.
I wish I could say how grateful I'm for all those years.
And you all never knew. Never truly knew that my worst years of my life...
.. Was the times that I had found you all.
You are all the reason why I would never regret those years.
Perhaps you are all the reason why I took that leap of faith.
...
I think I know now -- what I truly regret, what I truly missed...
I regret trying to cut it off, in favor of trying to live my life -- not knowing that you guys are the reason why I ever did.
I tried to be independent.
Tried to do it alone. Tried to have the idea of 'life' that is outside you all, away from you all.
My regret is to disconnect with you all.
I should've been with you all.
Longer, kept in touch, even if I couldn't play with you all...
I want to be back to you -- to your world, with you guys.
I thought I'd outgrow you.
I thought I'd forget you.
I thought you all will too, outgrow and forget me.
And it turns out that all along, that none of that is true.
I could care less now, if I were the fool for feeling so attached, for seemingly so dependent.
But that's just the point, wasn't?