Searching for the Thrill of it

"Hey, baby girl. I still can't sleep. I keep thinking about you and about us. And you're right -- I have been a complete ass hole to you. I was the one who wanted to get back in the relationship but I'm doing that thing again where things are convenient for me. And for that and more, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I never tell you how beautiful you are when you get all dressed up. Or how cute you are when you're being goofy. Or how caring you can be towards the people important in your life. Or how I find your creativeness super sexy. 

Yes, I do get annoyed with you every now and then (and maybe a bit too frequently as of late), but I need to be more communicative with you and respect the attention that you always give me. I have my vices and I promise I will make things better to get this relationship to work and to always be your best friend.

Although I completely disagree with what happened in Vegas, I just want to let you know that I do forgive you. But please for the life of me, never put my heart through that kind of strain again. I don't think I'd be able to take it.

Can you forgive me for everything that I did (or didn't do) to you? Call me in the morning.