Shattered Albeit Winsome

#26

Shlok point of view

What is my fault?

I apologize for all my crude absence on difficult days, all the happy times I deprived you of smiles because I couldn’t make it and on excuses so improper.

I am sorry for making your spirit sag, every morning you wake up to the disgust of my many blunders that seems to run on an infinite routine.

I pray that somehow, you reconnect with that winner spirit in you, that faith that brightens your being and illuminates even the darkest of comers in our friendship and no matter the season and reason it never dies. As for me, I somehow pray I find mercy to begin a trend of redemption so that I never find joy in causing you multiple pain and sleepless nights ever again. I am sorry.

I regret ever neglecting the courage to explore and know myself, always lacking the patience to accept the truth which eventually led me to fill your life with nothing but pain. Please forgive me.

I just realized I broke the circle of your love that revolved to fulfil and give my life a sense of direction. It is with shame that I regret and apologize for willingly spinning everything out of control. I am sorry.