Why do we sometimes feel like we owe the world an apology for being happy, or for being ourselves, or for being weak. There are not so many 'sorry's I can say that will make countries put down their weapons, build a new day from the rubble and the ashes, or change a mind that has decided it best to cause chaos and to bring ruin.
So I will stop blaming myself for how I feel about you, and what I think of you. No, you're not getting off so easy, you're not getting my desperation, you're not getting my self-deprecation. I won't give that to you.
It never happened.
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