Dear Dave,
You asked me yesterday, why am I still so nice to you after you hurt me a few hours ago. The answer is simple.
Because, I love you.
Loving you means to love you unconditionally. If I can’t accept even a tiny flaw, I’m not fit to say those three words.
I lost my appetite again. How is that even possible when I’m doing intermittent fasting and already eating lesser than usual. This afternoon after lunch, feeling nauseous till the late evening. I nearly miss my dinner time, which I’m not even hungry by the way. I hardly ate any food, just merely finishing up the veggie and fish. And, I am still feeling nauseous. I really feel like crying.
Actually I think I will. Crying is part of my daily routine now. Haha. (Still can laugh.)
You told me about how you appreciate people doing things for you when you are sick, and it dawned on me why you still feel so hurt about what happened many years ago. The truth is, for the past few years, I wasn’t sure about us and there were times I really did gave us up. I remember a time where I was so reluctant to even talk to you, let alone to go out and have a meal with you. But whenever you came back, you somehow have a way to make me fall for you over and over again.
Anyway, it’s not that I wanna give reason or excuse to write off what I have done to you. I’m sincerely sorry for leaving you alone when you were sick and needed somebody. I think I finally understand how hurt you must have felt and feel, that it dragged on for years, haunting you. I would too if I were you. I hope you can someday find in your heart to forgive me for what I did to you.
God, I’m a terrible person.
Remorsefully slapping myself,
Grace
No comments:
Post a Comment