We said nasty things to each other.
We hurt the other person's feelings.
And followed by a comforting hug.
It's comforting because it extinguishes the fire within me.
It's comforting because it turned my anger into tears.
It's comforting because it let me know that you're the one who means so much in my heart.
But then again, and again, and again, I couldn't bring myself to talk it out.
Bottling up everything to myself, having that nasty comment running on repeat in my mind.
My actions didn't match with what I wanted to do, as always.
I guess it's hard for me to change as much as I wanted to.
And all I wanted to do was to hug you back and say, I'm sorry too.