Pedro finds his ex to apologise and make amends // Proxy allowed

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Do you remember?
Chalk hearts melting on a playground wall
Do you remember?
Dawn escapes from moon washed college halls
Do you remember?
The cherry blossom in the market square
Do you remember?
I thought it was confetti in our hair

By the way, didn't I break your heart?
Please excuse me, I never meant to break your heart
So sorry, I never meant to break your heart
But you broke mine

Kayleigh, is it too late to say I'm sorry?
And, Kayleigh, could we get it together again?
I just can't go on pretending
That it came to a natural end
Kayleigh, oh I never thought I'd miss you
And, Kayleigh, I thought that we'd always be friends
We said our love would last forever
So how did it come to this bitter end?

Do you remember?
Barefoot on the lawn with shooting stars
Do you remember?
The loving on the floor in Belsize Park
Do you remember?
Dancing in stilettoes in the snow
Do you remember?
You never understood I had to go

By the way, didn't I break your heart?
Please excuse me, I never meant to break your heart
So sorry, I never meant to break your heart
But you broke mine

Kayleigh, I just want to say I'm sorry
But, Kayleigh, I'm too scared to pick up the phone
To hear you've found another lover
To patch up our broken home
Kayleigh, I'm still trying to write that love song
Kayleigh, it's more important to me, now you're gone
Maybe it will prove that we were right
Or it'll prove that I was wrong

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Those early days in New York feel like another lifetime now. Back then, the city was relentless-cold, crowded, and indifferent to our dreams. But somehow, with you beside me, it was survivable. We were both fighting for something in that unforgiving city, clinging to hope and to each other. Our flat was tiny, the heating unreliable, but there was laughter and warmth between us, the kind that made even the hardest days feel lighter. We were each other’s anchor, cheering each other on through my every audition, every setback, every little victory.

I’ll never forget the night I got the call about Game of Thrones-Oberyn Martell. It felt like the universe had finally cracked open, just a little. You were the first person I told. We’d watched the show together for years, obsessed with its world and its stories. Our celebration that night was simple: cheap wine, takeaway, sitting on the floor because we couldn’t afford a table. It was honest and perfect, just the two of us, giddy with excitement and pride. I was so grateful to share that moment with you, knowing you understood exactly what it meant.

But then came the distance. Filming in Europe put an ocean between us, and the time zones made video calls a struggle. I’d wake up to your messages, try to catch you between shoots, but it was never enough. I could hear the loneliness in your voice, even when you tried to hide it. You were always so supportive, so proud, but I know now how hard it was for you.

And then the rumours started. The press latched onto every photo of me and Lena Headey, especially after she posted that “Sunshine love” selfie. I spoke about her in interviews, called her one of my favourite people, gushed about her wit and kindness. But I never spoke about you. I never admitted, publicly, that I was in a relationship. I thought I was protecting our privacy, but I see now how much that hurt you. You watched the world speculate about me and Lena, and I let them. I let you feel invisible, and I’m so sorry for that.

When I finally came back to New York, something between us had changed. The city felt colder, our flat emptier, and the easy closeness we once shared was shadowed by doubt and hurt. Tension simmered beneath the surface, and then came another opportunity-Narcos, in Colombia. I told myself I was sparing you more pain by ending things, but the truth is, I was scared. I broke your heart, and I’ve carried that regret with me ever since.

Years have passed. I’ve achieved everything I ever wanted-awards, recognition, the adoration of fans and peers. But none of it fills the space you left behind. I’m lonely. I miss you. The songs “Kayleigh” and “Regret” haunt me, its words echoing the memories and mistakes I can’t outrun. I hear it and I think of us-of what I lost in chasing everything else.

That’s why I’m here tonight. I asked a friend-maybe even hired someone-to find you, to send you that invitation. I needed to see you again, to try and say what I never said before.

When I saw you across the room, my heart nearly stopped. I crossed the floor, every step heavy with hope and fear. And when I finally reached you, I managed, quietly, “I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness, but I had to see you. There hasn’t been a single day I haven’t thought about you, or regretted the way I let you go. I’m sorry for all of it-for the things I said, and the things I never had the courage to say. You were always the best part of my life.”

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As I drift away
Far away from you
I feel all alone in a crowded room
Thinking to myself
"There's no escape from this
Fear
Regret
Loneliness"

Visions of love and hate
A collage behind my eyes
Remnants of dying laughter
Echoes of silent cries

I wish I didn't know now that
I never knew then
Flashback
Memories punish me once again
Sometimes I remember all the pain that I have seen
Sometimes I wonder what might have been

Visions of love and hate
A collage behind my eyes
Remnants of dying laughter
Echoes of silent cries

And sometimes I despair
At who I've become
I have to come to terms
With what I've done

The bittersweet taste of fate
We can't outrun the past
Destined to find an answer
A strength I never lost
I know there is a way
My future is not set
For the tide has turned
But still I never learned to live without regret

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