Forgive Me

Forgive Me

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Have you ever wondered what it felt like to live a life where you regretted one situation? And that one situation changed your life drastically, and you couldn't do anything to change it? Like say the most cliché one, you took a left turn and the "love-of-your-life" took a right, and you never once meet, but if you had your entire world could have been different and probably a lot more enjoyable. But you would have never known that he was a right turn away, and probably would have never regretted it, so does even make sense? No, it doesn't. But say you did meet and happily and slowly fell in love, but that love turned dark and hurtful after so long. And that love soon ripped you apart and shattered your body to pieces, leaving you to pick up the so called mess you made. Then you could easily regret the day you meet the "love-of-your-life". But hey that's just one situation out of a thousand, and Kali's situation is much different but is still categorized under "regretful" along with everyone else she surrounds herself with. After everything Kali's been through, will she be able to forgive her friends and family? But most importantly herself?
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There was something about him. Or maybe there was something about me. I didn't want him in my life but he ran into it; literally. He liked to hide in trees, irritate me, and read books; despite the fact that it went against his image. He was more than meets the eye. Although at first I didn't want to know more. He lured me in like an unsuspecting moth to an open flame. Knowing the dangers I went in, wanting to know more. It could hurt me but it was too irresistible and I was drawn in. This isn't how the bad boy made me bad or about how I made him good. This is about how we changed each other lives. In good and bad ways. Whatever that means. "I don't bite.... hard." He smirked at me, winking one of his bright hazel eyes at me. It only made me more frustrated. "Yeah but Hunter, if you did you'd probably give me rabies." I rolled my eyes looking back at the book in my hand.

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