I'm sorry, Jack. I'm sorry for calling you despicable.
I'm sorry I insulted your personal hygiene.
I'm sorry for saying you didn't have a sense of honor, or decency, or a moral center.
I'm sorry I called rum a vile drink.
I'm sorry for chaining you to your death.
I'm sorry for not choosing you.
I'm sorry I burned the rum.
I'm sorry I got you drunk.
I'm sorry for ordering you to always call me "Miss Swann."
I'm sorry you had to give up your chance at immortality.
I'm sorry I didn't raise my hand when you asked if any of us came to save you just because we missed you. I did. I do.
I'm sorry I called you a coward.
I'm sorry I accused you of trading Will to Barbossa in exchange for the Pearl.
I'm sorry I let the guards clap you in irons.
I'm sorry for betraying your trust.
I'm sorry for calling you a wretch.
I'm sorry I never tried to set things right with you after we got you out of the locker.
I'm sorry for trusting Barbossa, and allowing him to perform my wedding ceremony to Will.
I'm sorry I was so horrible to you when we were trapped on the island.
But I am NOT sorry for kissing you.
I am NOT sorry for missing you.
I am NOT sorry for meeting you.
I am NOT sorry for loving you.