It was closed and sealed.
And I didn’t want to open it.
So here I am.
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Any explanation would make me un-credible (as if i'm not already labeled as a liar). I hate to admit it but he got the big points – I hate to admit it but all I can do is hold on and hope that he doesn't give up or one day just ignore me an we’ll be strangers for a lifetime. More-so, to slip on and spill the ‘foolishness’ that ‘I’ did. Its as if I can explain.
I realized that explanations fall on deaf ears most of the time – you appear defensive and guilty when you do, you know, explain (well I am, it sucks that I can’t do anything about it).
I realized that explanations fall on deaf ears most of the time – you appear defensive and guilty when you do, you know, explain (well I am, it sucks that I can’t do anything about it).
If you’ll ask me if i did regret? I didn't... a small part yes, and it was for being too kind.
