he sat on the couch, contemplating silently on what i had said. for the first time, silence between us was awkward and tense. i sat on the floor, facing him, apologizing profusely. when he opened his mouth to speak, i winced and anticipated the worst.
“come here,” he held out his hand and pulled me into a hug. “it’s okay.”
he is proof that love forgives, even when least deserved.
Annalysis 