I just wanted to tell you that I know there were times when I was shitty to
you, and I'm really sorry.
No need to respond, I just wanted you to know that I know. I hope you're
doing well.
Because I am a masochist
I read your flaccid apology
over and over again
hoping to imbue it with substance.
empty and hollow,
a facsimile of feigned regret.
Its three sentences
form a thin body
that lies,
sans the details of contrition
wan upon the page.
Nevertheless, I forgive you.
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