I want to believe that you are a good person. I want to believe that you didn't do, or mean, what you did. I want to believe in the good man tha tI know you are, that you haven't uncovered yet. I want to believe that you are a better person. But are you really? My heart says yes, because I know you are, deep down. But everything else, like my common sense, says no. What you did to me, wasn't right. It never will be. What you've turned me into, is terrible. You've damaged more than my heart. You've damamged me, and who I am. Can I ever forgive you for that? Yes, I can.