March 28, 2017
It’s for the misunderstanding I kindled over a week – an apology to a dear friend, one I consider one of the best one’s I have ever had
“It’s dreadful what little things lead people to misunderstand each other.”
― L.M. Montgomery,
Apologies dear one. I misunderstood you, I’d have missed you terribly; which I must say is an understatement. In this strange city, with unfamiliar faces – you’re one of those I search for when I am lost in a crowd, you’d be like – home.
I cried, wept at the thought of loosing you, yet that seemed the best choice in my misunderstandings, you seemed happy – that was worth more to me, your smile; that’d lit up the room, something on the lines of fireflies lighting up a moonless night.
Friends did tell me I was being an – “ass” letting go of someone I though was like a best friend, for a petty reason like them being in a relationship and me thinking I was a gooseberry to their party. Oh, how stupid I was.
Thank you, love for the call last night – to tell me I was being a stuck up ass because of my misunderstandings, thinking that fading away would make everyone happy because one unhappy person is better than two, in those flickering moments I forgot even you’d be unhappy; so “I cross my heart, and I hope to die” my heartfelt apologies.