Saturday, July 3, 2004
Now that you’re no longer mad at me — because you agree that I’ve paid for my mistakes — I speak sincerely when I say you’re the love of my life. I won you over with my frankness. I lost you with my lies. You well know how high a price I had to pay as a result of these lies. Mind you, the pain I had to cope with can be easily spotted by taking a quick glimpse at my soul.
I don’t blame you for never returning. In fact, I’d understand if you were to forget me. But there is something I — the SOB who has caused you suffering — must say to you: thank you for having loved me. True, I now have to settle with having to reminisce on our past together, but even that is much better than never having had you as mine. By merely existing you brought light into my life.
Being able to re-live in my mind our past together means I can die a satisfied man. You were mine, and that suffices. Thank for having loved me.
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