They always come back to haunt you.

No matter how much you try to hide it away from everyone, no matter how far you've managed to put at the back of your mind, it's always there.
Cold hard truth.

You've said you've moved on. Gone are the days, memories erased. But all it takes is one fucking email. His "I need to move on and I don't want to feel this guilt anymore" shit of an apology.
Selfish son of a bitch.

Fuck everything. I'm a hypocrite. I'm a liar. I'm not as clean as most of you think I am.

But I just can't fess up. Cuz it's something that I'm ashamed of and I just don't want people to know that I made that one big mistake. So I lie. Deny everything and pretend that I really do have good sense.

And then there's everything else.
People always leave.

But y'know what they say. Leave them before they have a chance to leave you.