I can say that I admit when I’ve wronged someone else, but when my intentions are pure yet they are deceived as deceit…I’m defeated, my pride increases and you want an apology right ? You want me to acknowledge that I hurt you, that although we see through two different lens the perspective is not allowed to be dual.
When we cannot agree to disagree, is the battle of peace more valuable than who the finger points to? carrying your pain to my grave is what you want. But I did not sign up to be your sacrificial lamb, I cannot balance your burdens. You placed your insecurities like you placed your trust in life, so when life failed you my image became the reflection you couldn’t stand to see.
What a beautiful tragedy.
