my friends would not forgive me for forgiving him. Whadya know, the closure and depression dude I was blogging about just apologized. I'm no strong person. I'm not proud. An apology for me is an apology. For days, I couldn't do anything coz I keep thinking about it. How I hate him and how really I don't. So when he apologized, I accepted it. But the questions are still left unturned. Not tonight. This evening, his Sorry would put me to sleep.
Perhaps tomorrow...
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