I'm sorry.

For every fight.

Every hurtful thing I spoke.

I'm sorry I wasn't a better friend.

I'm ashamed of myself.

I let my own insecurities eat me alive.

This is for every heart that I broke.

Each one of you still has a piece of me.

I hope all of you remember the good times.

It's unrealistic to expect that though.

I'm so sorry.

Smiles