I loved your good intentions
I loved your efforts in your kind actions
– your consistency in sweet gestures
– your knowledge of chivalry
I loved your worries, your fears, your failures
I loved your motivation, determination, and
lack of hesitation
I loved your good parts
But I could not love the bad parts
I could not because I did not love you
And that was not the right way to go on
And those should never be reasons to hold on
This is an apology for how long it took
for me to admit
that when you claim to truly love somebody,
you should be able to love all of them.

You deserve someone who knows how to make things up to you after hurting you. Not someone who is very good with just the word “sorry.”