you may tire of me ... i'm not who i used to be.
This man saw a baby snake bleeding and hurt. Lying there in the dirt. And the man felt sorry for it and picked it up and put it in his basket and took it home. And he fed it and took care of it till it was big and strong. Fed it the same thing he ate. Then one day, the snake turned on him and bit him. Stuck his poison tongue right in the man's heart. And while he was laying there dying, he turned to the snake and asked him, "What'd you do that for?" He said 'Didn't I take good care of you? Didn't I save your life?' The snake said 'Yes.' 'Then what'd you do it for? What'd you kill me for?' Know what the snake said? Said 'But you knew I was a snake, didn't you?'
i will never be sorry enough for hurting you. i wish you could replace all of your hatred and alternating indifference for me now with the knowledge that i mean this more than anything. i wish penance and tear-stained t-shirts were proof enough. proof enough that i don't ever want you back, but i'm so fucking sorry for ever doing anything to make you feel that way i know it kills to feel. i'll never kick this guilt. i'll always be paying for my mistakes. i hope that makes you feel a little more vindicated. i was fucked up from the beginning. i'm sorry.
i will never be sorry enough for hurting you. i wish you could replace all of your hatred and alternating indifference for me now with the knowledge that i mean this more than anything. i wish penance and tear-stained t-shirts were proof enough. proof enough that i don't ever want you back, but i'm so fucking sorry for ever doing anything to make you feel that way i know it kills to feel. i'll never kick this guilt. i'll always be paying for my mistakes. i hope that makes you feel a little more vindicated. i was fucked up from the beginning. i'm sorry.