Forgiveness
Knock,Knock,Knock... Who could it be? When I peeped outside the window, the past was the one standing there, knocking at my door and as the saying goes "When the past comes knocking, don’t answer, it doesn't have anything new to say." As I was reaching for the door, I kept telling myself, I have two choices before me... 1. To open the door 2. To ignore his knock and just pretend there's no one home. "I'm really sorry" He said. I stared and looked at him, not sure of what had heard. He repeated it "I'm really sorry, really" It took him a year to utter these words. He continued by asking "Will you forgive me?" At that moment, I smiled and told him I forgave you a year ago. From his facial expression I could tell that my words had shocked him. So I repeated, "I forgave you a long time ago. I needed to move on with my life and forgiving you helped me do exactly that." As we kept on talking, I...