I am sorry. I am sorry that I hurt you. That I damaged you beyond repair and I demanded things that were never yours to give, but were instead ours, together, to achieve. I am sorry for all the cuts. All the late night negative talks and self loathing. I am sorry that I hated you, for the things I did. I am sorry I did it to you. I thought I had the right to get my anger off on you, but I didn’t. And I know it’s too late to say, but this guilt is eating me up. I need to tell you I’m sorry. And now no words. I’d give you what you always deserved. Love, care, attention and appreciation. I’d give it all to you. I love you. I’d be better for myself. For us. I promise.