I'm a horrible person.
I've treated you badly.
I don't even have a reason.
I'm not sure if I'm trying to change what Connor told me.
I'm not even sure if you'll want to speak to me again.
I am sure that you're upset.
I'm nearly positive that you didn't want to talk to me this afternoon.
I want you to know that I would have apologized if it wouldn't have been awkward.
I thought about it all through lunch...
I imagined just getting up, ignoring everyone around me, hugging you from behind, and saying it.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for snapping at you.
I'm sorry for not saying sorry sooner.
I'm sorry that I'm a terrible person.
I only wish I weren't the way I am...
I know that you won't read this...
I'm terrible- end of story.
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You're not terrible
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