You came to love and be loved, but I didn't know you, so I didn't love you. I don't naturally like, love even less. You were perplexing, seemingly distant, foreign, uncommunicative. I didn't understand you.
Then things started to change. I know its real because it came through time, not something fleeting. When I looked into your eyes, I saw a familiar soul. There was a time when I held you because of responsibility, but now, I hold you because of love.
For the times when I was coarse in temperament or lacking gentleness, I sincerely apologize. Sometimes we know not what we do, misguided by our authority, blindsided by our personal vanities. I can't take back the mistakes and it seems I won't be able to right the wrongs. This will have to do.
I am sorry, my baby. You should know that I would lay down my life for you in a heartbeat. You should know that you are indeed one of the very few things in my life that I know is undoubtedly good. I shall always miss you.
I love you, Emma.
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