I am a sinner, good girl, and I stabbed you. My stupidity is like a sharp knife, always piercing your heart when you are at your weakest. Now, I blame myself, repent, and look back. I just want to say to you: "Baby, I'm sorry!" Is it really too late? Like the wind, you suddenly evaporated in my world. I am so tired and messed up that I can only pray to God to give me a chance to atone for my sins. Let me say to you: "Baby, I'm sorry!"