The things you said to hurt me, deliberately. That look on your face. What you said when I already started crying. How you never bother when I walked away.
These - I cannot forget. It is so clear in my head now. In the next 4 weeks, 4 months, 4 years, it will stay this clear. It will stay as clear as the memory of my mom telling me I'm a troublemaker, I never made them happy in my whole life, I've brought them nothing but unhappiness.
I'm sorry but from now onwards, an apology means nothing at all. Even for this, an apology will not quite cut it.