I’m sorry I don’t always shower you with affection. I’m sorry we get irritated at each other. I’m sorry we spend half the time arguing than not. I doubt. I’m still scared. I’m sorry for pushing you away, sorry for questioning you… us. I wish I knew what was wrong with me, so I could be a better me, for you. But I hope you can see past it and realize that I am trying. I’m trying with all I’ve got, and there isn’t much more. I hope you do know, with what little I have, that I love you completely. I can only hope that it’s enough.