Bees and Clover

I wrote this letter to apologise. This is not an elaborate ploy or a frolic alibi. I need to get this off of my chest, not because of guilt or contrition, but because you deserve it.

I might have hurt you in the past, unintentionally, I might have said something offensive and judgmental, I was immature, I didn’t know any better, sometimes, my imagination becomes too much and it makes me say things I don’t really mean.

Maybe I’ve misunderstood your personality, I tried to figure you out without taking your individuality into consideration, I made assumptions without knowing your story, I quickly judged your character because I was overcritical and puerile.

I was wrong, I know that now, you actually have a very beautiful soul, you’re real and authentic, we’re quite similar, maybe that’s why I hated your guts, I see a bit of myself in you and it peeved me a little. Just a little.

Please disregard all the negativity I emitted, it ain’t easy, but I’ll wish on a four leaf clover that you would understand.

Love,

Bitchybitch.