I am full of emotions as I write this post,
My eyes are welled up with tears,
I know what has initiated these feelings
And it comes from a place deep with fears.
There is no one I can hold responsible
For making me feel this way
So I am blaming the word ‘sorry’
But what else can you say?
I am not a poet, but as my hands hovered over the lappy keyboard, those words just flowed, and it’s exactly how I feel.
This year I have heard sorry and I have said sorry, when sorry was not enough, when you really are sorry the most, it matters the least, why is that ?
‘I am sorry I lost your keys/I am sorry I was late’
These are cases when the word sorry is acceptable, and it does just what it is suppose to.
I am sorry for your loss
I am sorry I had sex with your boyfriend
This is when these apologise should count, but yet that word means very little in these circumstance.
I started this post frustrated at the word sorry, because it is no comfort, at desperate times, not even from the most sincere heart, but once I have calmed down, and saw sense and was not ruled by my emotions but my brain I remembered.
Actions speak louder than words.
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