so my friend's fiance cheated on her. and she forgave him, no shouting, no screaming.. just patience.. i stood in awe of her as she spoke softly on the phone to him amidst the buzzing crowd rushing past in town.

the crowd of pinks, blues, yellows, whatever, walked past, and glanced at my exterior, magnifying the interior. wondering why i was looking disgusted. why shouldn't i be? the poor thing's getting hitched in 2 months, and all she said to him, was, 'are you sorry for what you've done?'

was it patience, maturity, or is she dying inside and not able to let it out?

then, i realised, i'm really thankful for being the 'shout, kick, scream, yell it out' person. call it childish, i call it self therapy.

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