In hindsight, I guess I was still very much angry and hurt then. I forgave, but I couldn't forget.
And so, I did whatever I wanted, taking everything very much for granted. Perhaps that was my way of venting my anger subconsciously.
The me then, had no idea how to work things out. Because I was hurt, because I was angry, because I was sad.
Strange how the mind and heart work at times.
I'm tired of running away now.
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