Baby, if you only knew how sorry I was, you wouldn’t be with him.
I hated myself so much after I did it, and I hate myself even more now that you’re with him. After I did it, I wanted to throw myself out of a plane. I wanted to run into an open field and curse the heaven’s of my stupidity until I couldn’t speak.
To put it bluntly: I wanted to kill myself.
Now that he has replaced me, I want to kill him. I want to tear down walls and shoot bombs into space. I want to vandalize everyone who has ever done you wrong, and sign it in his name.
But I won’t. Because I love you, and I owe you your happiness.