post #2

He rolls over, restless. It seems like the dark is closing in on him, he can't breath. Regret? Maybe remorse? He knew it was wrong, knew he should have been more careful, knew he should have stayed away from that girl. The tempress that ruined everything. A million "if onlys.." clouded his thoughts. Why didn't he stay by her side, she was sick and told him to go and have fun, but he knew she really wanted him with her. But he left, listened to her, he had fun. But looking back it wasn't fun, he couldn't take the feelings. He hadn't meant to hurt her, a few too many drinks had impared his thinking, led him to do the worst thing possible. He rolled over a few more times, couldn't stop replaying the night. Finally, he broke down, sobbing. He called her, praying she would pick up. A groggy "hello", all he could say was "im sorry, i love you, please forgive me", but before he could even finish, she said " its okay. i forgive you, i love you and i know you didn't mean it", and he laughed, tears of joy rolling down his cheeks. They talked till dawn, and he finally rolled over, his life once again whole.