I'm sorry I hurt you so much and never realized it. I'm sorry for not being there, not being your rock, or writing you letters as often as I should... And I'm sorry for letting you think I don't care about us. I do, I always will. I don't care how many times I tell you: You're my everything, my whole world, my life. I love you so much it hurts.
And if you asked me to go back to when we started... I'd refuse. We've been through so much together... I wouldn't have missed that journey for anything. Not any of the fights, or the tender moments we stole... Or even the botched romantic ones. They're what makes us... Us. They're what I treasure at the end of the day. They help keep me sane when you're out on the road with your band, or with the UFC. Moments like those are why I look forward to you coming home. They're why I miss you so much. Please... Don't let my stupidity be why our relationship dies. I love you too much to want to let that happen...
Love always,
Mark
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