I forgive you for hurting me, my dear.
I forgave you a long time ago. Within the first week and I start writing this in the third. I forgive you for breaking my heart. It's all fair game. I should have known love is a scary game that I was going to lose. But it's just one match. There'll be plenty more with other teams. I only hope when you leave me. You leave me in good terms. No anger or bitterness whatsoever. No hatred. Just a "good game."
I only wish the best for you, for I know you have completely moved on and in a way so have I. I only see you as a friend and hopefully this friendship can grow with age and maturity. I believe our friendship is worthy of keeping for there's a lot of trust and sometimes respect.
Good game, buddy. I wish you the best in your endeavours for I found tranquility and forgiveness at the end of the mad trepidation. For that I thank you.
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Trepidation
Krótkie OpowiadaniaEver found yourself losing yourself over someone? Read to find out how I lose my mind, sanity and continually contradict myself in steamy journal entries. Ps. Be smarter than I am and don't take advice from this. Truly please do not.
