i wish i could speak to you, one last time.
i’ve thought a lot about what i’d say to you,
run through thousands of different scenarios in my mind-
after much deliberation, i think i’d tell you that.. i’m sorry.
i'm not sure what i have to be sorry for, exactly.
maybe it's just what i, more than anything, wish you would say to me if given the chance
-(and what i know you never will) c.r.

















