biologist.perfectly imperfect.
I am too cautious with my words that I do not speak of my thoughts most of the time. I hate it when I say something wrong. I hate the times when I cannot keep it in me anymore, because after the moment I uttered those words, people will have their eyes on me from that day on.
Your words silently penetrated on me like a sword…
And I wished that those words were just kept inside yourself. To tell you the truth, I am hurt. I do not know if you will be able to read this, but in this blog I would just like to express how I feel right now.
By the way, I forgive you. I have the right to be hurt, but I do not have the right to allow the grudge to live within me. I know that you do not mean to say that. I hope that patience, understanding, love and grace will simply allow my feelings to subside right now.
