In the midst of the nights I think of you. Alone and sadden by regret. . You experienced so many unnecessary pains; all because I couldn’t quell my childish rage. The bond we had was split by this hateful blade. I guess you can say we’re both at fault for the mistakes that were made. But, you were just being human, so don’t shelter yourself in blame. I was the one who decided to be the demon and push you away. Now I sit here foolish with only myself to hate. This distasteful feeling is like poison. It’s probably already too late from all the psychological damage and abuse. Yet, I still have to say I’m sorry, Melodee. . I want to change. . I want you back. . For whatever it takes.