I'm sorry. I don't know why I did what I did, but it's my fault. It's all my fault. You loved me and I don't know what love actually is. I never want you to forgive me. I want you to hate me forever because somehow, that will make letting you go easier. I can't even look at foxes anymore without feeling guilty. Why did I move on so fast? Why did I escape it all so quick? Why am I not more sad about losing the one person I've ever loved? I'm sorry. I want you to promise to never forgive me, because I'm such a good liar and I never want to hurt you again.