Put down my pride for once. And I tried.
I choked on it, coughed, mumbled. I mouthed it, and uttered a few sounds.
"I'm sorry."I couldn't remember the last time I actually said that to him.
Unfortunately, "sorry" isn't always enough to fix things. Nor does it always redeem you a chance to make right.
But I realize, I didn't feel that pain of rejection and silence. Maybe I've grown more accustomed to it.
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Darren Nico Pillai