A sorry tale..

Being a playful prankster, I never took anything seriously. Even when I forgot birthdays I would reply with a supergrin ( a.k.a :D ). ..until one day when something important about a very close friend of mine skipped my mind. The very next second I felt terrible for having forgotten it.

Though my best buddy was kind enough to forgive me, I was aghast at myself on how insensitive I could be. He was after all one of my best friends. He was visibly hurt. He had possibly lost the comfort that he had first in telling me everything about himself.

He is right. I do not blame him.

I have remained a kid for quite long. Perhaps it is time for me to grow up. There is only so much a “sorry” can do. For some situations, ‘sorry’ helps a lot to mend things. But for certain other situations even if the other person had accepted you apology, it still keeps hurting you inside. A sorry cannot erase what I have caused. It cannot erase what I have done. It cannot erase the hurt caused at that moment.

But what can I do after my insane behaviour? Not much. So I continue apologizing to him everyday, in my heart.