Raz
Bluelighter
So he sat on my bed and told me his sorries.
I thought it'd hurt more. I thought I'd feel more. I thought I might want to twist the knife.
But I didn't. I sat and listened and there were only two things I felt.
I felt glad that after all this time he was finally happy with himself.
And I felt glad that he never regretted loving me.
I thought it'd hurt more. I thought I'd feel more. I thought I might want to twist the knife.
But I didn't. I sat and listened and there were only two things I felt.
I felt glad that after all this time he was finally happy with himself.
And I felt glad that he never regretted loving me.

