The thing is this...

I love you. I don't know if I'll ever get the chance to tell you how much. At this point it seems inappropriate. But you are the person that I depend on, that I believe is my soulmate, whatever the hell that means. Whatever you've thought of me in the past, I know that I'm a different person now. Sometimes it doesn't take too long to change. There are things that I've done that I'm not proud of. There are things that you've done that I'm not proud of either. The past is on both of us, and now we may not have a future.