I think I will write her THE letter. I want her to know that the door is still open no matter what had happened. I realize that we both had made mistakes. Maybe she won't even read it at all. I guess something like that couldn't hurt, could it? I keep hoping that maybe she will come around. I guess it's a pipe dream, though. We were supposed to grow old together, you know? Ugh.
There are moments in this life when you are so confident in the rightness of your actions, that not even for a second do you consider the option that you might be wrong.
