Apologies are so simple, everything contained in one word.
The word said to another can begin healing, a path to freedom.
A word always avoided, can erase anger, decrease tension, free feelings, be the step to full forgiveness.
One word said to another is hard enough.
Apologetic feelings are hard to accept from one’s own soul.
We know our real thoughts, we can’t hide it. How can we fake it?
We know our weak points and soft areas to poke at, buttons to push, images to present,
One word swirled around, with no easy forgiveness.
Sincerity of the apology is important; the scent of a counterfeit is distinguishable.
When scent is faint, interrogation strengthens insecurity, false surety of meaningless.
Torn with one’s own sincerity, the power of doubt and guilt overwhelm the constant weak insistence.
Am I really sorry for what I’ve done?