You were the first person I’d allowed to kiss me, and that means a lot from me who has such trouble letting people in. I hope one day I can be more open to the idea of allowing someone to really care for me. This unease I always feel, holds me back from so much. I’ve treated you so terribly. I’ve abandoned you but you’ve never abandoned me to my self loathing. You were always there even when I shut you out. When I’d ignored you. And I’m just so very, very sorry.