To you...
Sorting through the many thoughts drifting in and out of my head I can no longer ignore the continuous slew of deliberation shaking the ground of my reality. The query of mostly all of my reflection has been sought upon the subject of "us"..now mending out to be no longer an idea of us but one of you and I. Sorting this out by action, thought, and feeling I can only come to one conclution. I am no longer sure of my love for you. I have balenced many ideas of uncertantity in my mind and even though I cannot be totally sure of this I am fairly positive that it is coming clear. Keep in mind I often think one thing only to be arroused to something totally different. Such as my uncertantity is I cannot tell you for sure, I just feel the need to be completely honest with you about my thoughts. Also in the same token of your concerns about me you are right about many things. Ask me no questions and I will tell you no lies.
I am sorry.
I am sorry.