It takes a big heart to apologise sincerely,
but an even bigger heart to forgive.

I'm not keen on putting you or anyone for that matter in an uncomfortable position.
I hate the fact that forgetting isn't easy.
It never was for me.

And i hate it that when i remember,
i get upset.
The good things forgotten.
The guilt that comes for forgetting that is almost unbearable.

No, i don't feel things changing.
But hurt is a totally different thing.

The raising of voice,
sometimes it makes me think that you don't understand.
But you care, sometimes too much.

My thoughts are all over the place,
i can't get them to assemble from A to Z.
The things you said, the way you put them,
it irks me.
Like a song put on repeat.

I don't want to talk because i know myself well enough,
that my voice will deceive me and make everything a whole lot worse.
Misunderstandings are very hard to clear.

I'd take this as a phase,
one that will go away.
Anger has outlived its usefulness.

Because i'm entitled to an angsty/emotional post once in awhile.
and i'm weird the way i am.

I less than 3 you, still.
And i hate to see you cry.

Happy advance Valentine's day GB.
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