I am so sorry.
I'm sorry I chose some dick over you, who left my life a month later.
I'm sorry I doubted you.
I'm sorry I HURT you.
I'm so sorry.
Now everyday, I wish I would have made the other choice.
I would be so happy right now.
And now we never talk.
Now the last time I talked to you, it was you yelling at me.
I'm sorry.
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