You know what ? I'm really sorry. I'm sorry if I’ve made your life more complicated than it ever is. I’m sorry for a lot of things. For hurting you both knowingly and unknowingly. For being such a disappointment. For making you hope and keeping you waiting. But most of all I’m sorry that I can never give you what you want me to. Or even the chance to tell you that, no matter what happens next, I’ll never be anything but grateful for every moment I spent with you. Even though I keep fumbling for the right words, all I really wanted to say, was, just thank you. Sometimes, when you say those words, I don't know why I keep running away from it. And I keep asking myself whether I'm running away towards something I want, or maybe just running away from something that I'm afraid of ? The thing is, I'm not too sure myself.