I keep trying to think of what to say, or how to fix it and I don't think I can anymore. I know it's my fault, that everything happened because of what I did, what I asked of you. I probably shouldn't have even commented, but I didn't know what else to do.

I hate this, and I know it's too late to say anything that would even matter anymore. Maybe I just hoped that since it had been a while, that maybe it wouldn't seem so bad. I can tell I was wrong there too.

My instinct in all of this is to ask you what I can do to fix it, but I'm not even sure I can do anything to help anymore.

I am sorry though, for as little as it means to you from me I do still want you to know that I am sorry.