First of all. I am sorry.
I don’t know for what. Nor do I know when and how it happened. I don’t know if what happened is reason enough for this mess, whether it is genuinely viable, and whether I should even be saying sorry at all.
But I am. I’M SORRY.
I say this, because I surely did something to deserve what has come my way.
I am sorry, that you continue to omit me from your plans.
I am sorry, that you are thankless for all that I do.
I am sorry, that you can’t be happy for me.
I am sorry, that you can’t see how much I try.
I am sorry, that all of our time adds up to nothingness.
I am sorry, that I wasted my time.
I am sorry, that I thought you would see the light.
I am sorry, but I realise now you can’t be changed.
Most of all, I am sorry because… one day, you will be most sorry of all.