We were young

Ive never hated myself like this before. Seeing you leave.. walking right out that door. How could I be so stupid to just throw you away. I keep thinking about this each and everyday. I know it was the right thing to do... then why do I keep thinking about you? I know that we could work out differences out. But then I'm thinking why did we both keep having a doubt? we were both to scared to tell how we would truly feel. I guess it all felt so pretend.. yet so real. We are young I guess you could say. But we could have looked at it in a totally different way.