Looking Back...

While going through my old and lost files, I found some interesting things.
But this one was special...

It seems as though, no matter how hard I try; or how apologetic I am, I still feel like my efforts have gone in vain.

Whatever I was trying to fix, won't be fixed tonight. And probably won't be fixed any time soon.
I know I said something wrong; all due to a misunderstanding, but now I feel like I did something worse than that.
I understand where you're coming from, and if I were in your shoes, I'd probably do the same.
I'm sorry for saying the things I said. But I guess it's still not enough, is it?

I know you're still upset.
You don't need to lie.
I can tell: from the echoing slam of the passenger door to the lifeless responses you give me.

Now I'm thinking to myself, why didn't I say anything at Finch station? Or even on the trip there and back for that matter? I wasn't trying to ignore you or tick you off some more, I just wasn't in the mood to say anything after you reamed me out on the phone...

All in all, I'm sorry for saying what I said. I wasn't thinking and I'm definitely paying the price for it now.
I hope this will clarify things up and I hope you accept my apology. This probably won't work if apologizing over the phone didn't, but I guess it's still worth a try...

Wow.
Now the problem is...
I have no idea who this was for.