I completely understand that part of you doesn't want to see me because of what I did. I deserve that for being an asshole and a half. But somehow, I am still hoping that if this is indeed the last time that we are going to see each other, I just want to pour out all I have to say in a very short and yet sweet way. Honestly, right after what I intend to do, I really don't know what to expect and I really don't know where to go. After this, it's a wall, a dead end. But I just want to make it up to you. I still love you and I probably always will.