Even tiny steps will let you fall to your doom

Talking to you made me so incredibly happy. It was awkward and weird but I didn't care because we were talking. Acknowledging that the other existed. I missed that. But I'm scared. I don't know if I'm so happy just because I missed you, or if I still want so much more than you want. I can't help but remember the shit I said to you, back when I was so angry. Maybe you deserved it, but all I feel is embarrassed. Yeah, you have bad qualities and annoying habits, but right now I'm overlooking those. I wish we could go back to what we had, before I opened my mouth. I don't regret telling you. The consequences just made me sad. I don't know how to explain that any further. At least I took that step. It was a baby step, but I still ended up falling off that cliff.