Whoever invented words was a genius. Words are dangerous, words are weapons, double-sharped knifes looking like children's toys...

And people love them. Because they give you power, they make you capable of doing things like make people smile, laugh, love, hate, believe... you can even hurt people. They have meanings! You have the ability to make an impact with them, it only depends on you what it is like.

Words are powerful... and tricky. Because words are as dangerous as hazardous they are. In one moment, you posses the most useful tool of all time, and in the other, they mean nothing... because we forget that our actions speak louder than our words could ever do.
A deed too deep with meanings, feelings, hurt... And that's when with the knife, we cut our hands too.

"I'm sorry.." - I would say... but 'sorry' is overused, it lost it's meaning first. "I'm sorry that I did nothing..." - how pathetic it sounds! - you say - How sarcastic it is! But believe me, doing nothing can be the most hurtful thing you ever do. And I did nothing, you wanna say I ignored, but actuality I didn't, I just did nothing.

Because I believed I could fix it. That I have reasons good enough... That a little late can be forgiven... and maybe it could have... but I run out of time. Some acts just doesn't deserve forgiveness, whatever was their motive to happen... and I accept that.

"I regret..." - now, that's something. I regret, I do; but does it mean anything? I don't know, it's probably don't...
I know, I'm ripping open a long healed wound, I just couldn't bare any further to continuo to do nothing.

Because even when you know that you don't deserve a word from people, they tend to amaze you. And you just wanna scream in the corner, that you realize what have you done and just ask yourself that is that really you?
That random act of humanity drags you back from self pity and hate, because while the time you do nothing you really hate yourself for it, but you just froze in that state, afraid of doing anything, but then you just come back to life, a little less and little weaker then before, but you gather the strength to stand up and out. Because you know that you owe to them and yourself with this, to take responsibility. This is the least you can do... what I can do.

I'm not here to ask another chance, or beg for forgiveness... I'm just here to take the blame.
I've taught you a lesson, which I didn't intended to teach, I didn't want to hurt you, I didn't want to mess up things, but I was careless and you had to see the worst version of me.

I just want you to know that I'm not okay with that too.

So...

I'm sorry...

I regret...

I think I won't ever forgive myself...

I just wanna thank the time while we used to be friends...

A period of life that I can never forget...

Neriny