'no. no, everything is wrong. it ain't right one bit'.

i'm sorry. i really am. hurting you was the last thing i want and wanted to do. it's something i'll never actually even plan on doing. and though i know i did, whether you would believe me or not, i didn't mean to. at all. i never would! take my word, please. if there was anything i want to bring into your life, it would be joy and laughter. nothing else.

my words aren't coming out properly. but i mean what i say. it's as far as i can go with this confused, aching head of mine.

if i could take myself out of your life, i would. even if it meant me losing a great friend, someone i treasure, i would. cause maybe that way, i'd take out a lot of misery from your life, wouldn't i?

okay, so my words aren't coming out right.

but really, believe me. what do i have to do for you to? you mean a lot, for reasons i wish i had. and in case i'm not convincing, and because this aching head of mine isn't really helping me get my words out properly, let me just say that the one day when you told me how we should talk as much and today. this whole few days have been torture. i feel like january 28th is repeating a hundred times a day. that's how much it hurts. that's how much you mean.

please, believe me. because i swear, with all my heart, that everything i do for you or to you, my last intention is to upset you. and that for everything else, i do with all my heart and soul. please.

please.