So am I.
I'm not an angel.
Do things right.
Everything every time everywhere.
Should I do wrong.
I am not poor to ask for forgiveness.
Sorry seems to be the hardest word.
And sorry is also seems to be the healing word.
You know I love you.
You know your apology is always been accepted.
But I just don't understand.
Why you are so proud to ask for it.
Perhaps you didn't know you hurt me.
Even though I clearly mentioned that I am hurt.
Perhaps you are confuse.
How could your small little tiny mini action hurting me.
You are somebody.
My special someone.
You may easily make me cry.
Than turn me to a big smile.