Mea Culpa

As I said at the beginning of the week… There were enough unknowns about your post that I should just have let it slide and not let it bother me. And I tried, I did.

But I failed, miserably.

And then I was a jerk in return.

This doesn't mean I wasn't hurt, or that I shouldn't have been. But I didn't have to handle it the way that I did. I wish I hadn't. I wish I hadn't ignored you. I wish I hadn't written some of the things I wrote, even though you never did read them and probably never will.

I didn't have to be like that.

I'm sorry. I wish I could tell you in person, but… since I can't… I hope you get the message from the post I made this evening.

I maintain that this wasn't about jealousy so it wasn't the ideal song, but… there's no other song that I know that fits more closely. Not just the situation, but the audience. I suspect you know it. I suspect you'll enjoy it. Errors and all.

I'm so sorry, my love. I really am. I will do better, I promise.

I love you. So, so much.

Apologetically yours,
♒️