I love you, a awful lot.
I'm thinking of you,
I'm sorry for reacting the way I did,
I get sick of being treated badly, and then apologies and then it happening all over again.
I know some of that wouldn't have happened if hadn't done certain things.
I just needed a break, and just blocking it out seemed to be the best way,
But at the end of the day I've let you down.
I don't know how to approach you, for fear of having you jump down my neck.
But I love you, and I will always be here for you.
You might check this, I hope you do.
Talk soon I hope.
If not, I will wait.

Love Baby Fetus.