I did not mean to hurt you. I did not mean to be so blind to my own mistakes. I did not mean to take away your freedom and happiness. I did not mean to be the way I am. I did not want to be so blind as not to see what I was doing for so long. Maybe it was not meant to be. Be what? you ask. Us. I tried, time and time again, but it seems that I end up appearing at all the wrong moments and keep buzzing and nagging you with the same old stories about my stupid wish. I'm sorry for that.
It's just that... I love you. It's just that simple. If they say that love is blind that might explain why I am too blind to see that you are better off with out me. I told you once that I refuse to stop loving you, no matter how much it hurts. Turns out it was not just hurting me, but also hurting you. I'm sorry for that too.
I never meant to be this way. I always pictured me as a calm and rational man. Always thinking three steps ahead, always calculating every move I make, up util the point I thought I had everything all planned up. Until you came into my life, or rather I came trampling into yours and messed everything up: my plans, and probably yours. I'm sorry for that too.
You told me that I angered you up until the point you thought it would have been better to never meet. I must have caused you a lot of pain to make you think that. Just to imagine life without you is impossible for me. Maybe you would have had a much simpler life, and would actually be happy with someone. But I appeared and fucked up big time. Made you feel sad, made you cry, made you angry, made you shout. I'm sorry for that too.
And while you are reading this, maybe you will get upset, and get even more angry at me. Well, like I said, I'm sorry, for everything I wronged you up until this point, and knowing me, I'm sorry for everything that I will mess up for you further, though I will try not to.
