Distance does make the heart grow fonder— maybe not fonder in some cases, but regretful. It makes us wish things could be changed, but wanting to mend what was never there in the first place is a little too hopeful. I guess the only thing left is to pick up from where things were left off and try to make up for what was lost. I don’t know how you feel about it, but it’s too much guilt for me. I knew this was going to eventually happen no matter how much I’ve tried to brush it off. Now it’s just eating me.