I have been trying and trying for days to put together the words to explain to someone that I love how I feel about her. I have done her many wrongs in the past, and a while back I tried doing what I thought was the right thing by distancing myself from her. I thought maybe that would help us both to get on with things, but instead I have made her think I don't want her in my life at all.
It seems like all I ever say is I am sorry to her. In all honesty, I don't know why she has ever kept speaking to me. At the same time, I know that I owe my life to her in a most literal sense.
In a life of decisions that I mostly regret, the things I have done and the way I have treated her will always be there. She will never be one of them though, and is among the few things I am truly thankful for.
I love you, my dear. Merry Christmas.
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