Everything.
I don't have long before I can never see you again. So I'm going to tell you the truth.
You drew me in. You fascinated me. I had never seen such a beautiful person as you an I wanted it all for myself.
I was greedy. I know that now. I fed on you and used you as an antidote for by bad side. I wanted everything, and I got everything, but I still wanted more.
I wanted to touch you, to trace the outlines of your contours. To hold you and feel you against my body. I wanted to explore everything I could that was in you, on you and around you. I wanted everything. And now I'll never have it.
You see, my love, this is my way of saying it. That I wanted you in every single way my brilliant mind could think of and I wanted to say everything it could come up with and I wanted your perfection. I wanted you, wholly and in full.
I wanted to scream it from the rooftop. To write on every wall, to hack every blog and phone and give the message to people who didn't matter and didn't care.
I love you, I love you, I love you, and I'm sorry.
"Goodbye, John."
It was all I could get out. Nothing I thought would come to the surface did so. And now I'll never know what you would do next.
