When we were growing up you always looked like you were having such fun. You always were and you always will be the taller and the prettier one. People seem to love you. They gravitate towards you. That's why I started to hate you so much.
And I just completely ignored you.

I don't know why I felt the need to keep it up for oh so long. It's all my fault I'm sorry you did absolutely nothing wrong. I don't know why I felt the need to drag it out for all these years. All the pain I've caused you. The constant flow of all the tears. Believe me when I say that I cannot apologise enough. When all you ever wanted from me was a token of my love. And if it's not too late, could you please find it deep within your heart to try and go back go back to the start. Go back to the start.