I often think about how wonderful it would be to listen to your dreams about the future for the rest of my life. Living in a little cabin by a lake, with a family of your own and two cats, with the most beautiful guitars and pianos to make your music.

I know it’s selfish to want you so much, and I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me for all the horrible things i’ve done.

I have no one to blame but myself. To die by your hands would be a wish I could never dare to make.