Apologies always deliver on delay

En Català
It’s funny when in a moment, without wanting or even realizing, an apologies comes to your mind. It’s curious that what you thought it was right at a time, it reveals as nonsense at some point. I don’t think it’s a matter of maturity, but just about perspective.

And you did wrong. You did really wrong without realizing at all. Moreover, you thought you were doing the right choice, you were saying what you wished and also what the other person wanted to listen. And I guess, at the moment, it was the right thought.

After a few days, weeks, months or even years, you grasp how egoist you were, how little you cared about the other person.

My sincere apologies for that. I am sorry, and I care about you. I care even more now when I realize that I didn’t care that much. Sorry because I wasn’t empathic.

I used to think there’s always time to ask pardon, but that’s not true. Sometimes, circumstances change; your feeling changes, the other person feelings as well. And then it’s too late to request for an explanation, and also too late to apologize.

Love is stronger than pride, but only to the applicable pride of apologizing through a post to nobody, that comes probably too late, and too ambiguous for you to realize that it is for you.

Sweet dreams 😉


 

LES DISCULPES SEMPRE VENEN AMB RETARD

És curiós com en un moment, sense voler-ho ni adonar-te, et ve al cap la necessitat de disculpar-te amb algú. És irònic com aquella cosa que et semblava correcte en un determinat moment, es revela com a sense sentit en algun punt. No crec que sigui una qüestió de maduresa, sinó de perspectiva.

Ho vas fer malament. Ho vas fer fatal, sense adonar-t’en. I encara mes, pensaves que estaves prenent la decisió correcta, que deies el que desitjaves i el que l’altra persona volia sentir. I m’imagino, que en aquell moment, era correcte pensar-ho.

Després d’uns dies, setmanes, mesos o fins i tot anys, t’adones de com egoista vas ser, de què poquet t’importava l’altra persona.

Les meves més sinceres disculpes per això, m’importes. I més encara, ara que m’adono del poc que m’importaves. Perdona, no vaig saber ser empàtica.

Solia pensar que sempre hi ha temps per disculpar-se, però no és veritat. A vegades, les circumstàncies canvien, els teus sentiments canvien, i els de l’altra persona també. I llavors és massa tard per demanar explicacions, i també per demanar perdó.

L’amor és més fort que l’orgull, però només al petit orgull de demanar disculpes a través d’un post per ningú, que apareix massa tard, i massa ambigu perquè et puguis adonar que l’escric per tu.

Bona nit 😉

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