I have a lot of things to apologize for, or at least in my mind, it seems that way. As I once heard, "hindsight is the best insight," and all that I can see right now are all of my mistakes. The problem is not knowing if I should... and if I should, would I be able to summon up enough courage to go up and talk to you. Knowing me, I probably wouldn't. True to my form, I would end up writing a letter or an e-mail or something of the sort that wouldn't require me to actually look into your eyes. What I would see there would probably shatter the calm facade that I struggle to uphold, and everything would come pouring out. As you read this, I hope that you can read between the lines and find the things that I am not saying. I hope you can see all of the apologies that for the moment will remain unvoiced. And most of all, I hope that you will accept them. Please try to understand that I am scared and that I am afraid. Try to see the sincerity of my words. Do not forget about all of my past actions, rather, look upon them in a new light. Let me change what you think of me, let me have another chance. The future is all I have.