Backstory: It’s a rare occasion that I would ever accept an apology, let alone regurgitate one. Things happen, regret is absurd, and I accept occurrences for what they are and can appreciate that life happens; and I let it. “I’m sorry” in addition to the phrase “i love you,” gets thrown around an awful lot, to the point of too much, usually with a consequentially diminished sense of meaning and truthfulness. Combining the two phrases seemed to construct a powerful message that, when left to the imagination, produces a number of critical and dramatic (hopefully romantic) scenarios that could only be capable of invoking this sentence.