The gravity of this artifact of our relationship. This fossil of us when we were together. My eyes scan the page again before I look back at him, his eyes waiting for mine to reconnect to his before he continues. “I’m sorry, AB. You can’t tell me I shouldn’t be. That’s that truth. I’ve lived without you long enough, if you don’t think I have reason enough to apologize, then you’re making me live without your forgiveness as well.
I'VE LIVED WITHOUT YOU LONG ENOUGH
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