I have hurt you in the past. Badly. Almost unforgivably. I still think about how I wronged you, how those few words uttered from my lips nearly ruined the best thing that had ever happened to me. And yet you forgave me.

I know that I hurt you, I know how much I upset you. To see someone else hurting you, it kills me inside because I know how fragile you can be, I know that you're a person who deserves to be loved unconditionally, 100%, 24/7.

I know that I may not get another chance, and that is something I have to accept. But if that chance comes along, that golden, beautiful chance to be your rock, that person you rely on most, then I will grab it with both hands.

I've grown as a person due to my failings. No more "buts" or "what ifs", I know now how much you mean to me and I want to be the person that you deserve, that rock, that shoulder to cry on and that person that you cry with laughter with.

And if it's not meant to be then I'll always be here for you, rain or shine, in good times and in bad. Just knowing that you're safe and happy, and knowing that you're so loved, will make me happy.