FEEL IT, SORRY

Peel off the pear skin, ravish the inside, and squish the fruit… I don’t know… I wanted to scream….. I wanted to jump over a nine storey building…. My beating muscle seems trodden and slowly diced by a small piece of blade…. Every volume of air my lung tries to engulf seems accompanied by the tiniest needle piercing through my lungs towards my heart… yeah that’s how it is….

My eyes were rolling towards number of people strutting back and forth, on my ears playing a local FM station, my favorite of course… my system is flowing through the song that the DJ plays… when suddenly he uttered this words…”what’s the purpose of sorry, when someone was already been hurt?” …. I was stunned…. For about a minute or two I was dazed by that phrase. I was consumed by the fact that I was one of those persons that says sorry when I done something wrong. Well looking at the bright side, I did admit my mistake….. But yeah, he does make sense… what could the word sorry do? Can it rebuild the ruined trust? Can it replenish the love that declined? Maybe, yes….but not totally….

I don’t know how to end this… it’s just like that….. You’ve been forgiven but the scar is there… one thing remains… how can I make up to it?