Sorry not Sorry

I regret getting rid of the gift you gave me, the letters you wrote. I thought what I was doing was right, thinking it would help me move on and not feel the pain if I saw them. But that’s not who I am. If someone dear to me gave me a gift, I would never throw it away; I would keep it to remember them, because they were a part of my life. Now, I really regret getting rid of them. They were the most precious thing from you, but I was stupid. I couldn't handle anything from you because of how much I loved you. I wanted to forget you like you were never in my life. And unfortunately, I started to forget everything, like you were never there. It’s scary. I’m sorry. I feel like I’m being harsh, but no, I wasn’t harsh, you were harsh on me too. Ugh.