never ruin an apology with an excuse.

don't go. don't go. don't go. don't go. don't go. don't go. don't go. don't go. don't go. don't go. please, please don't go. please turn around get your ass back into 6th form and don't go.

haa, what a beg. but when you finally realise what your priorities are, it all makes sense. i spent the night doing my geography coursework. i spent the night thinking of questions fo an interview, because that's important.
i also realised how a relationship with someone means nothing over a relationship you never had. i'm so so sorry for what i did. i didn't like you because you adored me? i'm not being big headed, you said it yourself, you said you fell hard. and i just kinda looked at you there on the ground and stepped over you, i didn't even offer a hand up. and now you're joining the army? and you're going, and when i realised this was for real i couldn't help but burst in to tears.
you're not a 'if only i'd done this, then we'd be together' you're a 'you stupid, stupid girl. look what you threw away'. things like you are the real mistakes, simply because, at the time, i didn't know i was making it? i should've listened to everyone else. they all saw what a mess i was making of things.

don't go. i want a chance to make this right.