On Tuesday, it marked our 30th.

Honestly, as much as I love you so so much,

there are times where I just get upset and angry.

I know I shouldn't have done that.

I know it hurt your pride.

I mean, who the hell am I to do that to you?

I'm really sorry.

I know at this point of time, saying sorry won't suffice.

But I truly am sorry.

I don't expect you to forgive me, I know you never will.

But all I seek for is your listening ear,

to understand why I said all that, and did all that.

I am really scared to explain what I've kept in all this while.

I'm scared that what I say, will only make you despise me more.

But I guess I still have to tell you right?

But all these, I can't put it into words for I worry that it might not come out right.

I really hope to see you on Saturday.

I really miss you.

Whatever it is, I didn't lose my respect towards you.

What I did was an overreaction on my part.

I'm not sure if what I'm about to say will soften/cool your heart,

but I really do care, respect and love you.

I might not show it, but trust me, before I met you, I didn't know what was love.

You my dear, taught me so much, so much that I can't even type it down proper.

I really hope you'd give me a chance.

Just that one last chance.

Please.

I love you, ever so much.