I know I hurt you. Even if I didn’t mean to. Things happened and…you know what happened next.

I’m sorry for the mess I made, for my carelessness. And my cruel tongue. For taking some of it out on you. You ended up paying for things that weren’t yours. But it cost me too; if that’s any consolation. Which I know it isn’t.

I just want you to know that you didn’t make it up. I did love you. I still do. I just wasn’t brave enough for it.