It's a new day, but the problems are worse than yesterdays.

I wanted nothing more than tonight to end.
I hoped everything was a joke, and that it wasn't this way.

I think hope was where it all lead astray, the fact i knew it was the end, before it began, probably skewed my vision in the latter.

I'm know you're reading this, and whether you think so now or not, you know i truely mean it when I say that I wanted it to work out. I'm sorry that you couldn't give me a chance, because I was willing to take you in whole-heartedly.

A chance is all i needed..

I'm sorry I am not strong enough to handle you're emotional bashing on my brain. I Truely am.

The Last Letter,
Tim.