Losing you as a friend is

equivalent to amputating both my arms

in My world.

Sure, I can still function,

but the pain of struggling without them on a day to day basis,

is inconceivable.

I'm sorry.

I can't take back how I felt.

I can only try to understand that you are hurt

And have been hurt,

prior,

in a similar fashion.

May I point out,

I am not like the others who have hurt you,

or so I believe.

Correct me if I'm wrong.

I'll give you the time, or the space,

but if I hurt you so much that you can't bear to talk to me,

I will be unable to live with myself.

I wake up everyday with the intention of surviving the day,

and trying to improve the lives of others.

Knowing that I offended you,

well.

It makes me want to curl up in a  fetal position and go back in time

and start over.

Back to when I hurt you.

But that's impossible.

So I'm sorry. I just can't lose your respect,

your company,

your kindness,

your friendship,

this way.