Have a look inside my brain!

Knowing you’ve upset someone you love.
Noticing how they seem so distant, even after you’ve discussed the issue only makes you feel even worse.
I love you so much. You mean more to me than you understand or I could ever explain.
And it feels like a knife in my gut when I see that you that way.
Especially when I’m the cause.
I’m sorry.
But I really hope you’ll talk to me next time.
Prying things out of you isn’t fun.
I like feeling that you can be honest with me.
About anything.
I thought you knew you could do that.
Maybe I was wrong?
Anyway I’m just blabbing.
Point blank: I love you. So freaking much. I hope this thing wasn’t as big of a deal to you as it feels like it is to me.