| 9:47p |
Sorry...my last words were written when I was when I was still with you. I was feeling like a child. I don't mean to be insensitive. I am too impetuous. I realize I need to be more careful with my words.
I tried to call you. I was hoping you stayed late. I suddenly realized I forgot my suit. I'm sorry. I hung it up when we came in and didn't remember until tonight. Please tell me you will be there before anyone else. I am so sorry.
I want to write to you tonight. I want to share our magic again, but I am afraid my words make this even harder for you. That has never been my intent. I guess I have been selfish. Too busy feeling, and not enough thinking about the effect my feelings have on you. Again, I am so sorry. I am an idiot.
Would it be easier for you to have some quiet? |