midnight memory

It's been a year and a half since that day you left my apartment crying.

I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for what you saw, and I'm sorry for how it scared you.  I'm sorry I couldn't explain it. . . I still can't.

I wish I had followed you.  I wish you hadn't left.  I wish I knew then that it wasn't because you didn't care.  I wish I'd known sooner than you called both my mother and sister afterward because you were so worried.  I wish you'd called me too.  I wish I remembered exactly what happened that day.

I hope you know how much I love you and how important you are to me.  There has been so much good in my life because of you.  Time passes and people change, now we hardly talk, but that's ok.  I am incredibly lucky to have had you in my life.