I was too late
I wish my anger hadn’t gotten the best of me, and my bitterness hadn’t kept me away those days. They said it was only 15 minutes from the last time somebody saw you. You know being on time was never something I was good at, but I want you to know I came the night before to try and work things out. It was 10 o’clock at night, and you weren’t there, so I got up the very next morning at nine with the same intention: to fix this.
I understand now that being on time matters, and that I shouldn’t have listened to anybody else. If I could do it all over again, I would sit with you on that bathroom floor all night.