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His head looking down, his eyes peered up at me. He quietly said,

'I'm sorry.'

Playing with my rings on my fingers, my head snapped up immediately, answering quickly I said,

'It's okay.'

Wrong Answer.

My eyes told him something different as I stared into his green ones.

            * * *                                                                                                                                                                    Questions start to appear in your mind.

What did I do for this to happen? What didn't I do? What did I miss?

Automatic insecurity creeps into your conscience.

Doubts and doubts and doubts.

But how could this happen?

You sensed it though.

You could see something was up,

But the only thing you knew you didn't do was to take the time to get that closer, longer glimpse of what was really happening.