I can say a lot of things about you, the things you’ve said, the things you’ve done, or even the things you thought about. But it really doesn’t solve the problem, it doesn’t take away the pain or regret of what you’re going through and for that, I’m sorry. I can never imagine the sorrow you have to go through, I can never envision what kind of survival instincts click in your head on a daily basis, or how you feel about a certain person or people in ways that would only be described as disturbing. I can’t possibly understand or feel your indignation, your loneliness, your sorrow, all these things I can only have a small glimpse of. Maybe you don’t care, maybe you don’t have regrets or you don’t think too deeply about it, perhaps you think I’m just as worthless or not to be considered in such a conversation as everyone else (whatever that may be). Maybe you don’t need to read this and listen to what I have to say and I can’t blame you, a lot is on your mind as is, you don’t need me to add redundant space. But in case you are listening, in case you’re ever wondering who might be listening to your cries, or maybe you think you’re unredeemable, that you don’t deserve to be with anyone or to be loved for the rest of your life, I do have at least one thing to say that is of importance…

I love you and I’m sorry I’m not strong enough to be there for you.