i'm trying to make sense.

of these severed ties and mismatched puzzle pieces. i'm trying to figure out what i did wrong. going back through every year, month, day, hour. pinpointing my failures. the times i should have been there unconditionally. god, i'm such a wreck. if i had known what i do now, would i have let you down then? i was human, e, and you knew that. we both were. we both are.