I was impatient. And impulsive.

I wanted too much from you. But I was too scared to admit I wanted anything. I guess it wasn't enough for you. I wasn't enough for you.

Is that why you pulled back? Why you stopped messaging like you used to? I don't blame you. I'm not even mad at you. You were just responding to my weird behavior. It's not your fault I don't have the slightest clue as to how to properly voice and deal with my emotions.

I'm sorry I acted weird. I'm sorry I pushed you away when I wanted you closer. I'm sorry you got caught up in the mess I made of myself. I knew that fixing me was impossible, especially when we hadn't even known each other for a month. I knew you would pull away eventually, I'm not worth the time and effort it takes to like me in the way you said you did.

I understand. And it's okay.

Like I said, I don't blame you. I just wish I hadn't put all my hope in you, that wasn't fair to you, and I only ended up hurting myself. I knew it was a bad idea from the start. I knew that I should've just kept my fucked up little life to myself and not gotten you involved. I shouldn't have gotten attached.

But for a brief time you gave me hope that I could get out of this mind state I'm in, gave me hope that somebody could actually like me, fucked up brain and all. It wasn't fair to place all that on you and then rip myself away just because I got scared.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry if I hurt you in any way.

It was never my intention.