Dear Bully
I feel bad for you.
You came back today, with a faded bruise on your cheek.
Your father hit you.
You pinned me against my locker and told me how it was my fault.
You said your father said "Never hit a lady, unless she threatens your life."
I whispered "I'm sorry."
You started crying.
I was so shocked I couldn't move.
Seeing the person who torments you so vulnerable, does something to a person.
You hugged me. A bone crushing hug. You cried into my shoulder while repeatedly saying you were sorry.
My arms were glued to my sides.
How do I take this?
What do I do?
I know I can never forgive... Never forget.
You hadn't made me want to die, I was strong. But that doesn't mean it didn't hurt.
