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it hurt, not only because i got the very opposite from what i was hoping for, but also that each word you uttered was as truthful as a piercing sword.

i wished my initial instinct wasnt to create a shield around my heart, letting the words fall away, leaving the most humane part untainted. i wished i hadnt pridefully and rashly allowed the harsh words rebound consequently off the metallic coldness of that shield in the worst possible way; like arrows that seem to have lost all direction.

i dont wish that sorry was an easy word to say; it's easy enough,to me at least.

i wish rather, that sorry was an easier word to feel.

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