I have been acting like an idiot, this there is no getting around. You have marked me with the word "assume/assumption(s)" so many times, that I have lost count at this point. While I know I am assuming, I continue to do it, since I have nothing else to go on, despite being told that you just don't feel the need to tell me. I am writing this because I feel that I have been behaving quite deplorably and immaturely, because I have possibly ruined what was a great friendship, and because I feel terrible about how I have made both myself, and a dear friend of mine, feel. So, here, I have come, in order to formally apologize to you, and everyone else who was forced to put up with my behavior.
My actions have been quite out of the norm, from my usual self, as some [may] have noticed. There is a reason behind it, but I shan't say, in respect of others' privacy, despite the fact that that reason for my behavior is not nearly enough as justification to act so. I have not only disappointed others, but myself as well, in how I have been acting and in the things I have said to you. You and a few others have been trying to make me look at this at a different way, and cheer me up, but I was being childish, once more, and, while I tried, I did not give much thought, let alone effort. I do not mean to make it seem as if I am putting some tremendous burden on you, by blaming my attitude on how things have been for me recently, but instead, I just couldn't seem to let go of past hope, I guess. I know that's not how a friend should treat another, and I regret it all.
You've always been a dear friend to me, and I really have enjoyed your company. You helped me cheer up when I was depressed, several times before; I was very grateful for that. I respect you, despite what I may have said in the past, in one of our many qualms regarding the same old thing, and I like to think that you do--or at least, used to--respect me, as well, and see me in the same light. What I have been complaining about, in the past, I'm not sure, but I've been so caught up with everything else, that it's all in the past now, and I don't even see it anymore. Even though you may think otherwise, I am over any issue that may have still been between us, in the recent past. I feel felt much better yesterday, yet you seem to have completely ignored that mood, and returned it with all but aloofness, leaving me to be sad and flustered over it all.
In that mood, I went and did many stupid things, in some sort of sick hope that that would get you to say something, where it only handed me disappointment and sadness, from the vehemence I was rightfully given. I have also come to realize that I have brought great dismay to others, outside of you and myself, and for that, I am sorry. I am incredibly disillusioned and appalled with myself, for how I have been, for these past days--nay, weeks. I am thrown even more aghast to know that you are contemplating on how you should think of and view me now--despite being in the right to do so. Honestly, I feel awful, and sick to my stomach.
I am truly, deeply, and thoroughly woeful about it all. I did not want to hurt you the way I did, nor do I ever want to hurt you and send you through misfortune. I've been extremely jejune, which may have caused me the loss of a great, and close friend, and for the fact that I have made you, and those around me, quite despondent. For that, I can't apologize, and say sorry, enough, but I hope that this is enough to suffice. I also hope you can come to forgive me eventually.
--Prince.
