This is something I need to say, to both of you.  This is something I need to release from inside of me, this is pure, this is raw, this is my truth.  This is not hidden behind the manipulations and flourishes of words.  This is me, my soul laid bare before you both, in reverence, in humility, in supplication.

I mourn the loss of the three of us.  I mourn the loss of what we had begun to create.  As much as I love the Island Princess, and I do... it now feels two dimensional.  I do not want a relationship with her that does not involve my wife. Maybe that is a good thing, maybe it's not, I don't know - but I do know that I hate the way I feel lately.  I am pulled to you both and right now I feel like I am being torn in half.  This is all my doing.  I created this situation, I made this MY cake, not ours.  I dictated the ingredients, the bake time, the toppings, even the size.  I did not once stop to ask how to make this cake palatable to the one person who let me to make it for us.  I was a selfish bastard.

The Imperfect Perfectionist... I'm sorry for distorting your view with my lens.  I'm sorry for bringing conflict between two amazing ladies who share a bond and connection that I cannot even begin to comprehend.  The person she becomes when she is with you shines so bright that the thought of never seeing that again fills me with hireath.

My Delicate Chaos... In the rush of new energy, I forgot so much.  I forgot our beginnings, the relationship we created out of hate, mistrust and anger.  I forgot all the times we held on to each other in the dark, making plans for our greatness.  I forgot the promises we made to each other, I forgot that you are my wife, the mother of our child, the one person who holds every single piece of me together.  I assumed that I knew what was best, and I forgot to let you make your own decisions.  My actions may have damaged us permanently, and I can never forgive myself for that.  I can promise you, that never again will I forget that you are the wind that lets me fly.  Without you, I am only me.

My ladies of synergy - I deeply hope that there is a way we can all move past this.  That we can again begin to discover this new form of love - together.  I realise that it might no longer be possible.  I've accepted that, and I've also accepted the responsibility.

I am ready to let healing begin.

I love you both.

Aderyn Am Ddim.