Friday, December 24, 2010

Remorse. Regret. And an understanding.


Maybe it's regret. Maybe even remorse. Or maybe it's the fact that I DIDN'T know. And that it shouldn't have mattered. Because I should have known.

He smiled.
That's it?
It's not the smile. It's why he did. And I smile now...though I feel like crying.

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