to say sorry, doesn't hurt as much as saying goodbye... font>
My heart aches and I cannot ignore it. In all the years I have lived, so many wrong choices had been made.
When I told her my old name, I kind of expected her to go away and not help me, or simply chase me away. I expected her to know who Vague was. I am happy that I am not as known. It mean my choices and my actions haven’t been so bad to give me such reputation. I have been a bad wolf. Yet, Diveen accepted me. Isola had always been a very good wolf and she even gave my true name back. But did I truly deserve it. I took a little but I finally told her that I have made bad choices. She spoke, slowly and kindly, telling me that we cannot always make the right choices.
- It wasn’t my intention… But what makes me feel this way, is that others have been hurt because of those choices.
What makes me cry is not that I have made poor decisions, it is that others have been hurt by them. Now I am lost within the consequences and only wanting to make it up with those. But I don’t know how.
- I want to. I truly want to move on. But I don’t know how, I don’t know how to move on. I cannot ignore the pain of the others I have hurt. I just wish they knew that it was never my intention, I… I never meant to do anything to hurt others…
I never meant to hurt anyone, I am not a bad wolf! I am not who Vague was. I am not that wolf. I am a kind wolf, who likes pups and have always cared about the pack and the others around me. I’m not so mean… I have a split personality. Sometimes I changed and I don’t remember anything I did. It is hard. I just wanted everyone to know that I am not a mean wolf. I am just… Sorry for what I have done.
voltaire |