I must have heard it a thousand times. Like a hit song on the radio. You know that same track you're tired of hearing. I'm sorry. And you know what, it probably took a thousand times for me to understand. Silly me I must have thought it was love. You had never plan to change. You had grown so accustomed to me accepting your apology without any apologetic action, that you knew you could keep getting away with it. In my mind I made excuses for you. I have a closet full of your I'm sorry with a broken heart and no hope for a future with you. Even with I still made excuses for you. I was afraid to love. I was afraid to love myself. And so I didn't. I always accepted less.    Somehow me saying this to you, upsets you. You're upset with me. For having the strength to finally say what you need to hear. No longer do I wish to nod my head quietly in acceptance. That I finally decided not take any more of your crap, and that I want to move on with my life. I'm the bad guy and you don't understand where all of this is coming from. Now the roles have changed. Now you're the one that's hurt and confused. That wants an I'm sorry, but I don't owe you an apology. I know that you thought i would always be weak and you could overpower me. Enough is enough. It is time to love myself, so that I can love someone else, and they can love me just the same.