Dear friend,
When I first met you, I was sorry. I was placed between you and your friend. I remember apologizing over and over. But you forgave me. During our friendship, I was sorry. We were drawing and I forgot your birthday. But you forgave me. During our friendship, I was sorry. We were wrestling and I accidentally hurt you. But you forgave me.
During our friendship, you were sorry. I liked a boy but he didn't like me, rather, you. And you told me you kissed him. I was sad. But I forgave you. During our friendship, I was sorry. Again. I kissed that same boy. And I thought this would be the one time you wouldn't forgive me. But you forgave me. I make it sound so simple. But it wasn't. It was complicated and unforgivable.
I did not forgive me.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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