13 September 2008

I have been harsh with her.I believe that I am meek and understanding enough not to quarrel needlessly.But I have made that cardinal mistake.She has a stubborn phone,it keeps going dead when it mustn't.She was not in touch with me for so long that I grew worried.And when she did call me back after sometime,I shouted at her like never before.God, I feel guilty.My head hangs in deadly shame.How am I to tell her that I am sorry?

Evening came and

The sky covered itself in darkness And I resembled it in anger.

She has gone home.She did cry.Not because of me,she says.I find it hard to consume.

You spoke with kind sweetness.
But I felt like a murder.

I won't see her today.This is my day of repentant solitude.I have learned my lesson.Only if I could return her tears.