I'm sorry ...

It's already been a week now since I wrote you that letter.  It still hurts when I think about you and have this compulsion to take everything back and say sorry and give you another chance and make everything right again.

But I know I shouldn't.  I really feel this is destined to happen and we'll be better people for it.  I know you are looking for reasons to hate me and I want to give you reasons to do so, if only to help you move on.  I know it's too much of me to ask to be your friend so soon, and so I'd like to give you the space you need to deal with all this.

Even if I feel like comforting you, the way your best friend would comfort you after a break up, I couldn't.  That would be unfair to you.  I am still optimistic that things will get better.  At least we've been talking about this from an objective point of view.

I still feel for you and I hope this isn't goodbye.

I'm sorry.