Aww, you’re forgiven!

This is intense, well written, and it draws us in! I wonder, though, why the narrator (I’m not going to assume a gender) doesn’t send the apology. It seems unfair that it’ll “have to do” – the narrator could send the letter, why not do it?

P.S. The text talks of a friendship, but it’s signed “love” – are we to suppose there’s some unrequited love in there too?

WHOA…

“In my mind, I learned from you how to treat my mother the wrong way, and It was something I couldn’t forgive you for. I couldn’t stand looking at you.”

After reading this, the whole piece suddenly felt like an internal conversation with another part of the writer, in a Jekyll/Hyde way.

I hope that’s just my interpretation, but it REALLY knocked my socks off.