i’m sorry.
i’m sorry that i loved you too much,
or too little,
or not the right way.
i’m sorry that i texted you too much,
or not enough,
or not at the right times.
i’m sorry my laugh was too loud,
or too annoying,
or not quite the right sound.
i’m sorry i slept too much,
or too little,
or at the wrong times.
i’m sorry i argued too much
or i couldn’t drive to see you
or i made you feel bad about eating hot peppers.
i’m sorry you didn’t answer my calls,
and i’m sorry i took too many pills.
i’m sorry it didn’t kill me.
but i’m not sorry that you didn’t check up on me,
you didn’t care if i was okay or not.
i’m not sorry that i begged you to speak to me
and you ignored every effort.
i’m not sorry for trying my best to fix what you broke.
i’m not sorry that you weren’t ready.

i’m not sorry, and i never will be. (via ohwow-fuck-you)