"I said stop saying sorry!"
"Sorry"
"Stop it!"
Why must you say sorry? Please don't say it, there's no need for you to say it, I don't care, it's fine, no matter what you're doing, I'm fine with it. And if I' m not, then I'll sure as hell let you know it…
Don't say sorry, you don't know what its worth, it's not worth anything. Sorry. Just a simple word. Don't say it. It's not meant for you, you shouldn't say it. It's meant for me, because I am someone who deserves to say sorry. And yes, 'deserves' in a bad way.
I'll forgive you, I don't need a sorry, If you hurt me or I get sad because I think I hurt you, don't say sorry…I don't want to talk when I'm sad or angry, remember? I don't want you to talk to me. I want you to comfort me. I don't need words, I need you.
When I cried in the hallway by the stairs, you just stood there, behind me, I couldn't even see you. All I saw was your hand, against the wall, and I could tell just by your voice how much you wanted to know why I was upset and that you were getting annoyed by the fact I didn't tell you.
You pressed your hand against the wall beside my head, leaning on it. You asked me, I disagreed and said I was fine. "You're not fine" You responded, and I wanted to tell you, but I hate talking while in that kind of state, and you know that, why did you try to talk to me? I wanted you to turn me around and hug me, I would've cried into your shoulder until I couldn't cry anymore, partly out of joy though from you actually comforting me, not confronting, comforting. I would've kissed you as soon as I got over it, and I wouldn't be crying and regretting not telling you to do that right now…
Well, at least now you know, so next time…you know not to try and get it out of me while I'm upset. Just comfort me, I don't want to talk, I want forgiveness, comfort, acceptance…I want you to know that when I cry, I don't need you to say sorry, I don't need the words, you're wasting your breath, just use your strength and hug me. I promise I'll kiss you to let you know I'm finished. And when I'm finished, then you can ask me why I cried, I love you and want to tell you everything, I just can't like that, I'm sorry…I should've told you…
