Being drunk is weird. It's like watching yourself from someone else's point of view. 

It was terrible. I wanted to stop but I couldn't talk some sense into myself.

"I'm sorry."

Green Eyes nodded.

"I forgive you."

"B-But I didn't even say what I was sorry for-"

She cut me off. "Doesn't matter. I forgave you a long time ago."

"B-But you-"

"Forgave. Not forgot. Don't say sorry to me, it doesn't mean anything but the fact that you feel bad."

Ouch.

"Y-You don't understand-"

"You were upset at your boyfriend. I get it."