I want that 'sorry'.
I want it for every single appointment missed, for pains went through alone. I want it.
I want that sorry for every single sms sent and received I read and found. I want it.
I want that sorry for those 5 months of hell I endured down south. I want it.
I want that sorry for the Rawa trip. I want it.
And I don't want a half a*ss baked sorry that does not mean shi*t. I want to hear that sorry said with tears in your eyes just because you should know it is incomparable to the tears I have shed.
I want to hear the sorry said on bended knee because it is incomparable to the shame I have suffered on your behalf.
I want that 'sorry' to be sincere
I want keikhlasan
I want that 'sorry' because I sure as hell deserved it.
Know that this 'sorry' that I want would have made all the difference.
I have hopes that one day I will hear that word.
I wait and am still waiting for the hardest word to be said and be said with conviction..
And so I hope and wait.
Don't make me wait too long
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