I'm sorry for a multitude of things; Like never being the girl that you needed me to be, or for that time I made you so mad that you hid from me in Bunnings and wouldn't let me hold your hand for the rest of the day. Or the time I screamed at your because you were ignoring me so you could watch that stupid movie, "The Boat that Rocked". I'm sorry for all the wrong-doings I accused you of and all the times I didn't trust you when you told me I should. I'm sorry that I always laughed when you were trying your best to be seductive.
I am sorry you went through this alone, when above everyone, I was meant to be the one person who should have been there for you.
I'm sorry that I am pressuring you to put me on that god damned list so I get the phone call. I'm sorry that I don't know how to deal with all this and that I am an emotional train crash because the one person that was helping me through this has jumped ship. I am sorry that I am having such a hard time letting go of you, and that every time I see you we have to have this same talk as it might be the last time I ever see you.
You were a bigger person than me, and you let yourself look like the biggest asshole in this entire world just to protect everyone. I want to protect you; I want to keep you safe and I want to save you, but I can't do any of these things, and for that, I am most sorry.
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